harley rolling up to the wayne manor is her bedazzled heeleys: omg brucie you’ll NEVER guess what happened—oh are you busy?
bruce laying in the grass as his kids spray him with a hose from ten feet away: no go on I’m listening
harley laying down next to him: alright cool SO!
bruce rolling up to her apartment in a rolls royce and bedazzled sunglasses just straight up honking until she comes outside: harley, you wouldn’t believe what lex luthor wore to the board meeting this time
harley in matching sunglasses: o my god, not the blue prada sw-
bruce nodding his head: the fucking prada sweats