Who: Harley Quinn, Open! When: Early Afternoon What: Harley tries to make the best out of her situation by heading off to work. Where: At the Spa. Rating: Let's go with PG.
With a skip in her step she made her way to the Spa. Even though it seemed like she was the only one from Gotham, she didn't seem to mind much. Of course she missed Ivy, she made sure not to let it bother her. Even though she as with the rest of the employees, had drank the Truth Serum. She wasn't too afraid of what would come out of her mouth. If any of her clients felt insulted, that was no skin of her nose!
"Hellooo~, lovelies! Who's ready to get those ugly mugs made over?" She shouted with a wide grin on her face. Letting her eyes scan the room, a lot of women certainly looked appalled. With that response, Harley let out an innocent giggle, prancing over to one certain woman. A large, portly thing, she looked to be in her 40's. "Sug', you'll be my first customer, 'kay??" The woman just blinked at Harley in response.
After a several minutes, she sat the woman at the other side of the desk. "Lesse..." She stuck her tongue out a bit, concentrating on the shape of the woman's chubby face. "Ah! I know exactly what to go for. Just relax now, and let lil' Harley do her magic." The woman eyed Harley's hands as they grabbed the brightest, darkest, and loudest shades of make-up and lipstick with a worried look on her face. Humming away to "Paparazzi" by Lady GaGa, which made the woman even more worried. God knows that woman looked like a clown, to hear Harley using the song as inspiration was a scary thought.