I: You've been awake for exactly... twenty-three minutes.

H: Twenty-four now. That's practically forever.

I: You could help me repot these ferns.

H: Harley made an exaggerated face. That's your definition of excitement?

I: It is when the ferns don't complain.

H: Harley pointed a finger at her. Ouch. That was aimed directly at me.

I: Ivy smirked. If the boot fits.

H: Harley rolled off the couch and landed on her feet. C'mon, Red. We gotta do something. Gotham's too weird to waste a perfectly good afternoon.

I: ^Ivy crossed her arms.* Fine. Suggestions?

H: Harley immediately began pacing. We could rob—

Ivy raised an eyebrow.

H: —a... bakery?

I: Harley.

Harley: We'd pay for the cupcakes afterward!

I: That's called shopping.

H: Harley blinked. Huh. Guess it is.

I: Ivy laughed softly. Progress.

H: Harley snapped her fingers. Ooh! We could go roller skating!

I: Last time you went skating, you accidentally started a gang war.

H: "Accidentally" is doing a lotta heavy lifting there.

I: You challenged three different biker gangs to a race.

H: They looked bored!

I: Ivy pinched the bridge of her nose. Next idea.

H: Harley gasped dramatically. Gotham Zoo!

I: The animals are still hiding from you after the hyena incident.

H: Bud and Lou were just makin' friends.

I: They stole a peacock.

H: It followed us home!

I: Ivy couldn't suppress a chuckle. It did seem unusually enthusiastic.

H: Harley grinned. See? Good memories.

Ivy walked over to the window overlooking Gotham's skyline.

I: We could visit Robinson Park. I've been restoring one of the gardens there.

H: Harley leaned beside her. Sounds... kinda peaceful.

I: That's the point.

H: Harley thought for a second. Okay... but afterward we grab giant milkshakes.

I: Deal.

H: Then maybe we egg LexCorp.

I: Wrong city.

H: Right... Wayne Enterprises then?

I: Absolutely not.

H: Fine. We look at Wayne Enterprises judgmentally.

I: That's acceptable.

Harley pumped a fist.

H: Ha! Knew I'd wear ya down.

Just then Harley's phone buzzed. She looked at the screen.

H: Aw, B's asking if we've seen any of Black Mask's goons around the East End.

I: Ivy sighed. So much for a quiet day.

H: We could ignore it...

The two exchanged a knowing look.

Harley smiled.

H: ...We're not gonna ignore it, are we?

I: Ivy shook her head. No. Gotham rarely lets us have a normal afternoon.

H: Harley twirled her bat onto her shoulder. Park first?

I: Ivy smiled. Park first.

H: Milkshakes second?

I: Milkshakes second.

Harley pointed toward the city outside.

H: Punching Black Mask's idiots if they ruin our date?

Ivy's vines quietly curled around her wrist as she opened the apartment door.

I: Third on the itinerary.

H: Harley laughed. Now that's what I call a balanced schedule.

The two headed out together, disappearing into the colorful chaos of Gotham—hoping for a peaceful afternoon, while fully expecting the city to have other plans.