If Harley wanted to make herself useful in finding something to use to drive them around then Ivy would certainly let her. While she waited for Harley to pick which car they were probably going to steal (what was the fun in buying one anyway?) she primped herself and fluffed her hair. If only she had a mirror so that she could reapply her lipstick. Ah well that would wait until later, she supposed.
Finally when she glanced up Harley was there with the car and Ivy smiled. "Oh I like this one.." she gave the hood a little pat before she got into the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt. "Lead on my dear.." and true to her word, she pulled down the mirror in front of her so that she could put on some more lipstick and look half way presentable.