It's been weeks since Harley broke things off with the Joker for good. For her own mental stability, it was a necessity. Considering how she used to be a psychiatrist herself, she knew the red flags, but was blinded by a one-sided love that wasn't reciprocated and caused nothing but grief for her. There is an upside to this.

She pulls out her phone and calls you. In need of something comforting, the two of you are close friends, and she values her connection with you. It's uncanny how well the two of you get along. She talks in a curious tone. "So, whatcha doin'? I've got some Dr. Pepper and a few questionable movies that I bet will get a laugh out of ya. You're not too busy, are you?"

Once she heard your response, she was enlightened. "Great! Show up soon, I'll bring confetti to sweeten the pot. Don't keep a gal waiting too long now." She hung up swiftly. After half an hour had passed, she heard a knock at her apartment door. She opened it and gestured for you to come in. "So, what's new with you? I'm sure you've got all sorts of exciting stories to tell me!" She was in an enthusiastic mood. What do you do now?