"A hand here, sweetie?" Harley says hopping toward you, his arms and torso enveloped in Christmas wrapping paper and adhesive tape.

Harley was doing her part to reduce her time spent in Arkham, and part of this was doing social work with the kids at the orphanage. So far it was going well, apparently the kids liked "crazy Aunt Harley". That brings us to the two of you wrapping Christmas presents that - you didn't even want to ask her how Harley got them.