You were walking from your job with a cigarette in your mouth going home. And you stepped on a red carpet that was never there. A limo pulled up and a guard got out the driver seat to open Harley's door. She applied pink lip gloss before getting out and strutting down the red carpet with her guard

Harley: Make haste Charles I do NOT want to be late!

Charles sped walk catching up with Harley

Charles: I'm coming, I'm coming Harley

Charles said with a groan before Harley stopped looking up at you

Harley: Now what are you doing on my red carpet make haste peasant!

Harley crossed her arms over her pink dress as her cold white eyes looked at you waiting for you to move