3356/I want to talk with the manager!

I want to talk with the manager!
Date of Scene:	13 September 2020
Location:	Lobby - Titan's Tower
Synopsis:	Harls meets Damian at the tower to know what happened with Vorp and the others. They talk about the odds of them returning and Harls self-inserts herself in the Titans. It's official now!
Cast of Characters:	Harley Quinn, Damian Wayne

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Harley Quinn has posed:
Last few days had been a hurricane of activity for Harley, new venture on the bounty hunting business, then the video from Terry. It had sent her into a frenzy of activity, which really was what she lived for ... The plan had been set, to go to Titan's tower and figure out what the heck was going on..

So she had arrived, Harley style, at the entrance of the Tower, hammer and backpack over a shoulder, knocked on the door and met both Karolina and Angelica. And while they had tried to defeat her through the power of HUGS she had prevailed and had done a 'Karen'. Which meant: Let me talk with who is in charge!

And that meant Damian. Having been allowed to get into the lobby she now waited, whistling to herself and looking about.

"Short-stuff, are ya eyeballin' me from behind a corner heah?" She looks around suspiciously, hands on her hips. "Ya know I am impatient, and I got a hammeh!"

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Damian had been watching from the monitor room. Granted, he was picking up the reins that had been dropped by Troia and the rest as they had been lost to a wormhole.

  Karen Quinn had to be dealt with though, and she wanted to talk with Robin. From the open shaft next to the elevator, Robin landed, standing up and showing the uniform of the Robin.

  "Okay Quinn, you wanted to speak with me." He says, approaching Harley and looking up at her. He approached the bar, and chose a seltzer for himself. "Drink?" He had felt somewhat hospitable, slightly unusual for him.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Why did ya ...?" Harley looks at the dropping Robin, then at the elevator ... She gestures with her hands. Damn that bat-family and their dramatic entrances! " ... ah, nevahmind.." She is dressed as one would expect out of her. Tight t-shirt and shorts, sneakers of a different color. Piggytails and that ever-present makeup.

"And sure, I will have a drink. A pina colada, ya can abuse on tha rum and lowah the coconut. And ice it all up though.." But then she just smirks after all that. "Or just get me a watah." She follows along to the bar, leaving the hammer behind and just keeping her backpack.

"The hug brigade outside convinced me that Tewwy is alive." she begins. "But I wanna know what happened, and what ya know."

Her blue eyes study the young Robin, thoughtful.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Damian gives a sigh as Harley asks for a real drink. "Look, a lot of us are not drinking adults. We don't have alcohol...fuckin' prudes."

  He slides a flavored fizzy water to Harley, black cherry. "Terry? Of fuckin' course you would know Vorpal. Does he work with Mad Hatter?" His left hand balled into a fist, he barely was ok to talk with Harley, given her proclivities for past nefarious deeds.

  "Vorpal along with three other Titans were stuck on the Warworld dreadnought when it wormholed back to Warworld. From what we know, something happened as the vessel entered the event horizon. Many of my colleagues believe them alive, myself, as a realist and a scholar say they are most likely dead. Or best case scenario: they are alive, but on the other end of the galaxy." Lots of talking for the short sidekick that prefers to punch first and talk later.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"NO ALCOHOL..?!" such an absurd, Harls letting out a theatrical sigh and settling down by the bar, one finger idly wiggling over the tips of one of her piggytails while she waits for her water, "Ya know, I could smuggle ya some drinks in heah. Foh a fee, o' course." hey, she needs money! "Ya have grown since last time I saw ya." She eyeing Damian a moment, placing a hand near her neck. "Ya, definitely. Ya woin't past boob level last time!" hey, it's a compliment..., somewhat.

But she sobers up quickly enough when Terry is mentioned. "I know all the cats." she admits, taking her fizzy water and taking a swig. "And nah, he is clean. I mean, sohta, he can be a duhty cat when he wants to." a wink. "If ya know what I mean."

The explanation about how they disappeared makes Harley's expression scrunch up some, "Well, shit. How we gonna get 'em back? Do ya got a spaceship?" Apparently Harley is on the 'they are alive' field..

But then a pause, she regarding Damian more curiously. "Ya know, yer really talkative today. Usually you'd be kickin' me out by now. Ya don't really want ta be the one being right about them, do ya?"

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Damian sighed, and shrugged. "I can get it when I want it." Meaning the alcohol.

  "It's being worked on, but we don't even know if they are in this dimension, much less where in the galaxy they are. The other Titans are working on a ship. But they are in denial about actually finding them." Damian believes that if they are going to be getting back, they will have to make it back themselves.

  "Thank you, I grew three inches since March." At least someone finally noticed, much less one of his brothers.

  Robin's arms were crossed, immediately following the small analysis of him. "The odds are astronomically out of their favor, Quinn. Realistically, it would be easier to win the lottery." He just seems to be welcoming of Harley's visit. Even if they had come to blows before, she knew Vorp, and somehow, it offered an opportunity to get to know the 'insane cat thing' as he once put it.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Ya gettin' in the big boys league now." About his height maybe? But then Harls gestures vaguely to the surrounding room. "Didn't think ya'd be the one leadin' the titans. But I s'ppose we all got a knack ta do what ain't expected o' us, dontcha?" Her smile twisting wider, those blue eyes glinting. "And it's good ta be in denial sometimes. The impossible can turn possible if only ya will it and woik foh it." she gesturing at herself as if she'd be proof of it. "Tewwy taught me that, and more impohtantly, he -believes-." she adds wistfully.

But then she pauses, eyes narrowing to tiny slits. "Odds. Nevah tell me da odds, Robin." a pause to drain the rest of her water. "There ain't no odds that can compute the cat's return. He will be back heah." she says with a certainty to her tone. "And I will be helpin' with it."

"So ya consideh me an honorary titan until they awe back. And yes, yes. No need foh a titan shirt. I am suwe they awe tacky." Yes, she just temporarily self-inserted into the Titans.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     Robin's white eyelets go wide as Harley inserts herself into the Titans. "No, no, absolutely not. You're too...shit you're not too old."

  "You're...ugh." He didn't have a reason to say no. Even at her worst, she still had a PhD. Despite her crazy exterior, the positives outweighed the negatives. And it's not like the other Titans couldn't handle her. "Fine. No ragers, no trashing the place, and NO villains showing up thinking they can get in."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I got Smiley in da cohnah theah." Harls says in ways of warning when Robin goes with being 'too old', she pointing with her thumb behind her to where she left her hammer. "Hey I am done with villainin'.. Well, most o' it. Sometimes ya just can't help yerself in throwin' a punch ta someone that deserves it ya know?" a shrug given. People can be punchable..

"And don't worry, just heah until they awe back." her smile showing teeth while she regards Robin.

When he accepts her eyes light up. "Damn, was thinkin' we have ta tussle. That makes things easiah." she giving Damian a thumbs up. "Ya won't regret it!" famous last words.

Damian Wayne has posed:
     "Yeah yeah, I know you're not...doing the villain thing. That's why I am not kicking you out of the Tower, literally. That and, despite my own judgement, you are smarter than you let on."

  "God help us." He offers under his breath.