"Eat! Eat whatever you want! Get the big bowls! Haha!!!"
With Harley vouching for them, getting into the Iceberg Lounge could not have been easier. Even a Gotham big shot like Penguin did not want to provoke that lunatic, especially now that Harley had Otherworld Deathstroke behind her as a powerful patron.
To make it in Gotham, you did not necessarily need to be a great fighter, but you absolutely needed brains. You had to know who you could provoke and who you could not, or you would never see the sun the next day.
The resurrected Penguin not only came personally to greet and chat with them, but also sent over several bottles of fine liquor. In the end, he very politely charged every expense to Bruce Wayne's account.
Everyone actually knew perfectly well that Bruce was Batwoman, and Penguin, as one of Gotham's old-school villains, was naturally no exception.
But the rules of the city dictated that everyone had to play dumb. Anyone who broke those rules would inevitably face a united backlash.
Since she was not spending her own money, Harley had no more reservations. She generously treated Wade and the others, ordering several more bowls of lobster rice.
Her own appetite was average, and she would not eat too much to maintain her figure. But she liked watching others eat, especially when there were lots of people around. It gave her the feeling of having family by her side.
Even though Wade had lifted half his mask, Harley did not find it disgusting at all. Instead, she found it quite interesting. As a doctor, she also liked watching burn patients eat. It represented hope for life.
Within the Killer Squad, only Ghostface and Leatherface were eating. The former covered his face with one hand, lifted the