Harley can't help but roll her eyes and reaches for her drink again.

"Now how would I know anything about psychology?" She loved that Malcolm never treated her like an idiot, but apparently even he wasn't immune to the curse of forgetting the hot slutty blonde has a motherfucking PhD.

So maybe she's a little bitter about a lifetime of microaggressions and lashing out more than necessary under the convenient pretext of their current "disagreement." Maybe.

"Go on, tell me your grand plan. Do you have a bullet point list? Is there a slideshow?"