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@roguemasks asked: B, C, D

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭

" So, what brings you to my establishment tonight?, " Roman chimed in with a voice smooth as silk, as he leaned forward to take a once over of her drunken persona , wrapped in the black and gold backless dress, " You told one of my henchmen you demanded to speak in private, did Joker send you?," Even Sionis knew Harleen was someone to be cautious about, for even intoxicated, she was a blade that could cut you both ways, since she was entangled with Mister J., " Or is this simply about you , coming in here, to demonstrate me your .. special talents? "

Harley looked at the driver, she just happened to break his leg, and made a face as if she was saying an 'oopsie', as her grey-bluish hues met the cerulean icy gaze from Sionis. The jester looked at the seat offered and she sat there, crossing her legs to the side, hoping to see what's up with him. Good thing she wasn't that drunk tonight, she just feigned as if she was. ❛ That's the best club in town, Romy. Why would I go to the others, when I can find comfort on this… Place, huh? ❜ Is she striking his ego? Maybe.

She did talk a lot of smack only to get to rid of those old bats that surrounding Sionis off her ass.❛ That depends Romy… ❜ She picked the cocktail from his hand and took a sip of it, tasting it. ❛ Do yer want tah listen to a message from Mistah J? ❜ As long as maniac doesn't skin her alive, they're good.

❛ Orrrrr is it yer needing a favor? ❜ She inquired whilst watching her own nails, making a mental note to re-paint them later.

Kekipi's not looking at him. Instead, she is staring ahead when she speaks to him about his knife as she feels the cold metal press against the column of her neck. She leans back against the chair she sits in, nails drumming rhythmically against the armrests. Her ears slightly twitch backward at his words, a slight grimace accompanying it. Her eyes would finally flicker down at his hand holding the knife before they finally flickered up to his face.

Oh, she knew he was planning on using it on her, but planning on being successful on getting her head, however? Well, that was something she hoped he knew would not be feasible.

"You're cute, thinking you can easily take my head. Too bad it's not silver," Kekipi reached up to grab a hold of his wrist and then stood, a smirk forming on her lips as she looked down at him.