Harley Quinn walked with her iconic sway of hips, a cheerful smirk and holding her mallet with a tight grip.

"Okay boys, it's the dawn of a new day, Bat's, the people we used to terrify, needs our help, we gotta round up the last of the regime loyalist, bring them back to the canner."

Harley stopped and leaned on her hip, with a glint of determination and newfound freedom, spoke once more.

"Once we finish up here in metropolis, we're heading back to Gotham, help bats and clean our place from streets to the asylum, no criminal is gonna be left freed once we finish, so make Momma proud!."

The henchmen cheered as they dispersed, determined to .