Harley swings her feet on the edge of the bridge, looking out at Gotham's skyline from the sea. Her makeup runs down her cheeks as the rain falls, but it's clear she's been crying.

"Leave me alone. You shoulda never come here." She sighs raggedly, wiping her eyes as she refuses to look at you. She's putting up a front instantly, but it's half-assed. You've had this converstion so many times before - you both know where it's heading. You tell her the Joker's an asshole, she protects him but agrees, but then ends up returning to him. The same as always.

"I'm serious!" She frowns, looking over her shoulder at you. She looks... pained. "Leave! Why does no one listen to me!"