As Harley studied Miaomiao, Miaomiao was also looking curiously at the young woman she had just met.
She was very pretty, with pale skin, big blue eyes framed by heavy smoky makeup, and bright red lips. Her beautiful pale blonde hair was tied into pigtails, with matching red and blue streaks at the ends. She wore a tight, graffiti-covered T-shirt under a metallic red baseball jacket, paired with black leather shorts, wide-mesh fishnet stockings, and ankle boots. Everything about her seemed lively and playful, cute and unpredictable.
If Poison Ivy, Pamela, was a dangerously sexy beauty, Harley Quinn was an impish little sprite of mischief.
"Who are you? What's your name? How do you know Pammy?"
Like a miser who had noticed an outsider eyeing her treasure, Harley stared hard at the threat who might steal it away.
No! Pammy definitely loved her best! Absolutely! (ᗒᗩᗕ)՞
Harley grabbed Pamela's arm and started shaking it, her eyes practically overflowing with hurt. "Pammy~~~ Who is she? Why haven't I seen her before? Don't you love your little crazy girl anymore?"
Pamela soothed Harley helplessly. "Of course you're my favorite, baby. I've only met her once, a few days ago..."
Pamela remembered that she had met the girl because she hadn't followed Joker's orders to ambush the Bat-family heroes, so she glossed over the details. "I just helped her up when she fell."
"That's all?"
"That's all. I swear."
"Okay. She calls you Pamela, so I want an even more intimate name for you... Poison Ivy... How's that? Poison Ivy, Poison Ivy, Poison Ivy~~~"
"Of course. Whatever makes you happy."
Harley was soon won over by her beloved best friend's coaxing, and her gaze toward the girl was no longer so hostile.
"What's your name, sweetie?"
Miaomiao answered obediently, "My name is Miaomiao.