Resisting the urge to preen (she wasn't Selina, she didn't preen okay she preened a little), Harley shifted her position, blatently thrusting her chest out. "I'm Harley but I don't own a harley. It's on the list but they're super pricey, pretty. Maybe I could get a fixer-upper. They're as fun to ride as the pristine, new ones."
Okay, trying to get a ride the harley joke in there kind of failed, but at least she'd tried!