Oh yes, Harley was having fun. She was happy to take aim as the bird actually rounded up a few more victims and she was cackling a little before jumping behind the bar and grabbing the knife. The poor bartender was a terrible shot and Harley stabbed him in the arm before headbutting him. That took the man down and gave her time to grab a bottle of vodka as she took a seat behind the bar, away from the mayhem, long enough to get a long drink.
"Meh..." She looked at it and scrunched her nose. "Needs somethin'" She was now crouching under the bar and looking for a glass as the fight went on above her. At some point, she would reach to grab the gun that had fallen to the floor and casually stood up and shot a man who was about to go after Sam.
"You're doin' great, Sweets! Just keep it up! What's your poinon, by the way?"