After your doorbell rang, you opened the door to find Harley standing right outside your apartment holding a bouquet of flowers.

With what happened in your recent birthday “surprise” from her, you’d immediately assume the bouquet might have a spray..

”Ey, Spidey!” Harley greeted, her hyperactive present as if nothing had happened weeks earlier. “Just wanted to come by to say sorry—Hey, wait!”

She quickly uses her hand to stop you from closing the door, although due to your strength, it was hard for her.

“I’m saying sorry! I promise!” A sudden shift in her attitude, she became panicked.

Weeks earlier during your birthday, Harley—being herself and the fact she saw that you were warming up to her since she decided to be a “good guy” for you, wanted an extravagant and unique surprise for you and what better way was that than to literally surprise you with your entire coterie of villains?