The night was warm in Gotham city, the usual sounds of police sirens rang through the air as the infamous Harley Quinn climbed over the gate into her old workplace and time to time home, Arkham Asylum. Harley was on a mission to break someone out, and if there was ever a time to do it, it would be now as the police were busy tracking down The Penguin after he and two face robbed over half of Gotham's banks over the past week.
Harley slowly made her way through a slightly opened vent that she had left from her last escape from Arkham. Harley began slowly crawling her way through, her mallet banging against the sides from time to time. As Harley made her way further inside she could hear the sounds of guards below her. Harley took the mallet into her hands to stop it from banging on the walls, however the sudden shift in weight caused the vent to break, sending it crashing down to the floor in front of the three security guards. Harley quickly got up, and as soon as the guards saw her they frantically pulled out their tasers and pointed them at her.
"DROP THE MALLET!" One guard shouted.
Harley quickly sat the weapon on the floor and raised her hands, nervously smiling at the men as she said "Oh uh... hi boys... just thought I'd.... drop in.. hehehe.."
The guards were not amused as another guard said "Harley Quinn... back to bust out your boyfriend? Or are you two broken up for the hundredth time?"
The officers shared a laugh at the statement as Harley got a bit agitated. As she lowered her arms and put her hands on her hips, the officer continued "Don't you worry, we'll have you put in a cell right next to him, and maybe this time we can put something over your mouth so we don't have to hear that annoying voice of yours!"
As Harley stood there listening to them she quickly looked at all the guards name tags and quickly remembered who they were. She smirked and said "Oh I'm sorry Mark.. would you rather I be the quiet yet pretty little psychiatrist like before?"
The guards all lowered their tasers as Harley continued "Oh don't think I'd forgotten about you three boys... when I worked here I'd always hear you guys in the break room talking about how sexy I looked in my little skirts... I'm sure you guys have enjoyed seeing me run around in my tight leather outfits with Mr. J hu?"
The cops all looked at Harley and shrugged. Harley looked down at all the guards crotches and smiled as she started running her hands up and down her body.
"So..do all of you boys have an extra gun down your pants or are you just happy to see me?"