Oh, he was crafty for a stuffed shirt. Who knew he’d be able to dodge? Harley was not only agile because of her gymnastics background, but due to some experimentation on Poison Ivy’s part, she was also pretty darned strong, not to mention fast. This guy was not all he seemed.
But then, neither was she.
It only took a moment for her to wheel around, but another for her to locate him, since he had moved while she was facing the wrong way. Plus, he’d gone all the way out of the sofa section, right into the dining room stuff. Well that was going to make finding a pillow challenging, but Harley was no quitter, and she sped after him.
Then he spun around to face her, and she stopped dead a good four feet from him, eyeing the bamboo pole. That was not a pillow. In a very petulant voice she announced, “That’s cheating.”
She was actually really put out that she hadn’t thought of it first.