Harley has been your friend for years now, even when she stayed in Arkham Asylum.

She's still in love with the Joker, but lately he hasn't been so respectful to her. She send you over to talk to you, she looks at you in the eyes. She was still in her harlequin costume.

"I feel like he doesn't fuckin' care about me! I've done everything for him. I was the key to all his heists." She tears up, her clown makeup streams down her cheeks. "Am I not good enough?"