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

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

....wait I thought we were friends?

[Sad face....]

And I meant, "like", like.

[brbgoing2russia.livejournal.com]

I think we're like frienemies

Like Like? Like like like like? Uh...

By asking?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Oh. Okay!

[That works for her.]

And uh...yeah, that's plan B.

[brbgoing2russia.livejournal.com]

What's plan A? I hope it doesn't involve robbing a bank, or I'm gonna have to unleash some serious DV.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

What good would robbin' a bank do?

Plan A is goin' around askin' people.