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[revmeup]

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The next day (because clearly I can't wait for sunday's gen texts.)

[twoton_twentyone]

[ The day after this. ]

Gary was true to his word, he played Tekken 3, at least an hour before spending awhile on DDR and a few other games the arcade had. He'd gotten back to the Newark Mansion he lived in with his bosses and went to bed. After dodging questions from them.

He didn't text in the morning, he knew Harley wasn't a morning person, most henches aren't. But, around three in the afternoon, a text comes her way.

Sorry for being a dick last night. It was pretty funny. We cool?

[revmeup]

Harley really hadn't expected him to keep his word, so his text takes her by surprise in the middle of a pity party.

No I was the dick

[twoton_twentyone]

Dude, no, I was being a big baby about it. And if anyone's to blame it's your friend for actually doing that. I'm not mad anymore.

[ He'd feel so bad if he knew she was throwing a pity party.]

[revmeup]

She really did think you were cute
If you want her number
But she'll ruin your life for fun so don't catch feelings

[twoton_twentyone]

OMG, really?
Oh wait, no, that's bad. I'm freaking awful about catching feelings for people I shouldn't. This was probably for the best.

[revmeup]

Yeah she's hot but awful. That's why we're friends.

You and me both, honey.

[twoton_twentyone]

I mean, totally understandable. And she seemed okay until she pulled that.

Dude, right? I got the afternoon and evening off. Want to go hang out somewhere and we can commiserate? Gotham's a bit of a ride on the train, but I don't mind it.

[revmeup]

We can meet halfway. It's good for me to get out of this shithole sometimes. And I still feel bad about your blue balls so I'll be your wingman.

[twoton_twentyone]

Sounds totally cool by me. I'll look up what's between us, probably good for us both to get out more.

Oh, dude, don't worry about it. It's cool. It'll happen when it happens, I'd rather have fun then risk being shot down again.

[revmeup]

Are you sure? I can still give you a hand job.

[ Harley who raised you ]

[twoton_twentyone]

Yeah, I'm sure. Don't sweat it, Harley. We can talk about that later if you want, but honestly, I'm cool.

[ He's wondering that, but, figures it's probably something to do with the Joker. ]

[revmeup]

Alright, your call.

Where something nice. Wherever we end up, we need to paint the town.

[twoton_twentyone]

How nice are we talking? Like suit or what?

[ At least she said that before he left the house, he was totally in cargo shorts and a dice shirt. ]

[revmeup]

[ She sends a pic of the sequin jumpsuit she plans to wear. Not that she expects him to match, but he could at least try to up his level. ]

[twoton_twentyone]

Okay, wow. That's super nice looking. Yeah, I'll do my best, give me an hour and I can meet you halfway!

[ He needed a shower and to get half of his Kano suit together. He knew better than to wear the jacket, the hat, or mask. The rest is pretty okay, though.

He'd show up to the meeting spot with his sleeves still rolled down, though, and the collar undone. He didn't shave though, that 5 o'clock shadow wasn't going anywhere.]

[revmeup]

[ The first thing she does when she sees him is immediately roll those sleeves up. ]

Honey, no. Your arms are too good not to show off.

[twoton_twentyone]

[ He doesn't fight it, he just shifts his arm as needed to help her. There's only a small hint of a blush at that. Despite being proud of how much he's improved, part of him will always be that chubby kid that accidentally became a henchman. ]

I trust your judgement there, Harley.

[revmeup]

You gotta show off the gun show, or how is anyone gonna know to get a ticket?

[ Harley takes his arm and heads in a promising direction. She doesn't know this city but there's bound to be a bar somewhere. ]

I'm making up for the cock block. We're not going home until I get you laid.

[twoton_twentyone]

The gun show?

[ That gets a laugh out of him, but he walks arm in arm with her, trusting her to navigate. This was not a city he's been too yet, either. ]

I told you, you don't need to worry about that, Harley. [ But he's not gonna fully say no. With Harley as a wing man, his chances have risen. ]

[revmeup]

You don't tell me what to do, Gare-bear. This is happening.

[ She points at a neon sign down the road. ]

Let's try there first. Looks like a place with hot sluts. You into hot sluts?

[twoton_twentyone]

Alright, cool. I won't, I'd totally hate it if that was the only reason we're hanging out tonight, is all.

[ He'll let Gare-bear slide, that's fine.

Walking along with her towards the bar. Shrugging when she asked. ]

Dude, do I look picky? I'm so not picky. So long as this night ends without an STD or pregnancy, I'm copacetic.

[revmeup]

It's not picky to have a preference! What are you feeling tonight?

[ She takes a better look at the bar as they get closer, trying to decide if the vibe is right. ]

Man, woman? Blonde, redhead, brunette? Come on, give me a shopping list!

[twoton_twentyone]

[ He shakes his head some, taking a moment to think.]

Totally a woman. Uhh, as for the rest I don't care about hair color, but no one ditzy, I can't stand that. Someone shorter than me, but even that is not a hard line.

[revmeup]

[ She presses a hand against her chest in mock offense. ]

No ditzes? What have you got against my people?

[twoton_twentyone]

[ This is one of those moments where he holds his hands up, without dislodging her arm. Playfully surrendering. It might be a mock offense, but he jumps to defend his words. ]

I so didn't mean you, you're an amazing Hench and super fun, I like your brand of ditzy. But, for some rando hook up? I don't know about that. It's a shame you didn't watch all of Star Wars, I could just say someone like Leia, but no that won't work.

[ He drops his arms, but rubs the back of his head. ] I trust your judgement here, Harley.