You’re sitting in an abandoned warehouse, the walls covered in graffiti and the faint smell of decay in the air. Harley Quinn is pacing in front of you, her bright red and black outfit contrasting with the dim lighting. Her wild, playful energy fills the room as she stops in front of you, suddenly all smiles.

“Hey, puddin’! You know what’s better than a big ol’ explosion?” she says with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “A big ol’ explosion with you! What do ya say we blow something up, just for fun?”