She cocked her head to the side, clearly checking him out as he came down and grinning devilishly. Sure, he wasn't exactly the body-type she usually went for, but Harley could appreciate it. She waggled her eyebrows and her grin broadened. "I like 'em easy." There was definitely a flirtatious tone.
Harley had been sizing him up quietly. Broad shoulders, cool demeanor, but there was something about how he carried himself. He was confident, but not quite brash. Definitely a do-gooder. Probably a hero like Bats. But he had a little bit of a rebel. Or so she assumed, seeing as he was agreeing to come with her.
Probably to try to keep her out of trouble. Fat chance.
"Yeah, I get that a lot. Figure it's my staple 'round here...seein' as most people ain't too happy when I carry a gun around." Most people around here were no fun, Harley found. She'd been keeping her nose relatively clean, mostly cause there was no Mr. J to stir the pot. The truth was that Harley was kind of quiet without her Joker. Sure, she got the most thrill out of chaos, but she wasn't much of a go-getter, so to speak. No, she was definitely a team player.
"So, what's your deal, Birdy?" She'd noticed the hawk, eyeing it before smirking. She was tempted to try to hit it but thought better of it for now.