Her grin was all teeth. "Whatever you think it good, sweetheart." Harley leaned back in her chair and held her arms out. "Whatever you want, it's all for us to take!"
She licked her lips and sat back in her chair properly, picking up the menu. "Mmm, Jim. Jimmy. James." Harley enjoyed this allowance.
She looked over her menu at him. "I like expensive things, I've become used to it. Just a warnin' to ya." Flipping the menu back up, "Even when I was in jail, I asked for an espresso machine. They gave it to me after I did a job for them."