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“No, no I don’t.” Oliver shook his head, looking at the blonde, watching her carefully. “I’ve never been one to admire jewelry unless it’s a watch.” There was something off about the blonde and Oliver couldn’t place his finger on what exactly it was. “I’m Oliver, by the way.”

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“I think it’s probably a girl thing,” she replied with a small smile. As he introduced himself, Harley couldn’t help pausing slightly. Her civilian and criminal identities were hardly a secret and most people tended to balk at talking to her once they realised the blonde before them had been the Joker’s most loyal follower for the better part of the last few years, “Harleen. But most people call me Harley nowadays.”