She accepted one of the open bottles and dug in to the pizza, setting two slices on a plate. Tipping the Coke, she took a sip from the neck and listened him Steve talk about himself. It was kind of boring. She knew he had some fun down in there some place. She was just going to have to dig it out of him.
"Oh, that sounds like fun," Harley replied. "Maybe ya just haven't found a reason to acclimate to society yet. Sounds like you ain't gotta girlfriend either with that attitude." She was just teasing him.
She ate some of the first slice of the pizza and then nodded, "I'm originally from Brooklyn. Grew up there. Took gymnastics in school, on the honor roll, you know," Harley explained. "I realized I wanted ta help people. So I tried to be more than just some girl from Brooklyn. I got accepted to the Gotham City U and now I work as a psychiatrist. Helping people that can't help themselves. It's all I can do ta be useful. Seems like that's what I'm doing in this place too."