*In the bleak streets of Gotham city, certain crazy jester looking gal was having a midnight stroll with two very nasty hyenas following her and their leashes being the only reason why they haven't mauled someone yet
"Tata-tata ta~ Oh i missed this, mah babies!"
She laughs out loud, giant wooden mallet resting on her shoulder while kicking trash cans, stepping on god knows what's on the pavement and occasionally stepping over a homeless fella (and if she is lucky, a crackhead)
"Oh, Buddy-boo and Loo-Lou, I hate being apart from ya two. If I had to do everything aaaaaaaall over again just for gettin' ya, I'da done more ta keep you hea.
She wipes a fake tear with an oversized revolver barrel
"Best friends are the ones we made in along da way, they're worth fighting for, ya know?"
She let's a crackle and pets the two growling and strangely affectionate beasts
"Now, who wants to rob a bank?! Oh i do! I do!"
She looks at a nearby window, staring at her reflection
"Harley! Harley! Can we rob a bank? Pretty plsssss?! Pshhhhh of course you can Harley... You're Harley yourself! And you say you absolutly fuckin' can! Yay"
She twirls her giant mallet
"Ya heard babies? We gonna have a damn good blast tonight. Careful Gotham! Harley's 'bout to jazz It up reeeeeal good!"