Joke Thirty Three: Totally the best plan

[crazy_clownwoman]

Ugh, well I don’t think I’m ever drinking milk again after that. Man this place sucks. 

[Action: Harley has the best plan ever. It cannot fail.

A. Does Harley know you? AT ALL? Any form of contact from a hello to long conversations to a, why the hell are you dressed like a clown? She is knocking on your door. ESPECIALLY YOU EDWARD! Though not dressed like a clown this time. Feel free to have no cr with her and answer the door. She get's lost a lot still. 

B. At her house, looking through some papers for something.

C . Red! Harley is hanging out with you. Which is not odd itself. But she’s been looking at you a lot lately.


ooc: I appologize in advance for this spacing and the font.]

Comments

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

I am your friend. Just because I'm...

[She wrinkles her nose, wondering how to word it]

... 'confused' sometimes, it shouldn't change a thing.

Right?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Well 'doy'.

You're always going ta' be my best friend Red.

[Jeeze stop talkin' crazy.]

...Confused?

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[Olivier blanches. This question she wasn't prepared for. She thinks on it for a few moments. Her first reaction is to say when they would follow you into battle, but she supposes this woman mean a different kind of like.]

They find excuses to spend time alone with you?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I--um!

[Her ears flatten and she presses a hand to her mouth.]

Are we talking like, platonic like or romantic like? I've had friends and all but I've never had anyone who was attracted to me so I guess they'd just be friendlier? And sometimes I can smell when people have a physical attraction to someone else so there's that too I suppose...

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Writing this down.]

How can you tell if they like you as more then a friend?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Romantic!

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

But how is that different then being friends?

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[She's out of answers here, so back to thinking for a moment.]

They tell you.

[She'd never really paid attention enough to know any other way except for the obvious.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Ummm....

[Okay she is seriously struggling to think of how to spot this. It's so much easier with wolves. But she is going to take a blind stab at it anyway.]

Well, there's the way people emit pheromones, and that's really the most reliable way for me to tell I guess. There's also body language. If they're interested, they'll focus more on the person they like even if it might not seem that way from what they say.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Really?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Oh....

[Thinking.]

Well....how can you tell the difference from just really really good friends?

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

Well, eventually.

[She is getting slightly flustered now, and realizes she doesn't even know your name.]

Any real man would, that is. And who are you, exactly?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Harley Quinn.

What if it's not a man though?

Congratulations, you've really thrown her for a loop!

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[Olivier's mouth works open and closed in silence for a moment as she tries to think of an answer.]

Does she like women?

[That is the only thing she can think to say at the moment, barring asking if it's a human.]

Her job here is done

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

She likes plants.

But I'm her best friend. So she likes me too.

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[Olivier just sighs at the answer she got, it didn't help her at all.]

We're not talking about some sort of sentient tree are we?

[She hasn't seen any yet, but that doesn't mean they don't exist here.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Huh? Ivy's not a tree.

[putmeinstitches.livejournal.com]

[Loki answers the door, and tenses. It's not that he's surprised to see Harley; after all, she's his Mayfield-wife's best friend. It's that the last time they spoke, she killed him.

He can't hurt her, of course; Pamela would kill him. But that doesn't mean he can't harbor hard feelings. Time to be cordial.]

If you're looking for Pamela, she's not here. Try the flower shop.

Now she thinks it's sentient ivy

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

Ivy?

[Mayfield just broke Olivier's brain. What could they possibly want with sentient ivy? Unless it was poisonous? And did ivy even have a gender?]

Maybe you should keep your distance, it might be poisonous.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Looks surprised to see him though. Then glances over at the number. Oh wait...this is Ivy's house. Oh well. Instead she grins.]

Hi-yah! I'm fillin' out a survey, want to answer a few questions for me?

this conversation can only go downhill

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Yeah! My friend Red!

Nah, she gave me a shot a while ago. So now she can't hurt me!

Quite quickly, too.

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[A shot to protect against poison? She made a note to look into that during her stay in Mayfield. She has no idea how ivy would show it's interest, except for maybe...]

Well, does it climb up you?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Huh?

....what are you talking about?

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

The ivy? Ivy has a tendency to climb things it likes. You know, up the side of a house, or tree.

[She sighs.]

Maybe you should just ask it, uh, her.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

.......She's not a plant. She just likes them. That's why we call her Ivy.

Her real name's Pamela.