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[Harley's appearance on the Plane is in costume and she's just a bit startled. Well, more than a bit. Actually, she freezes up and just stares.]

Hey, who turned the day off?! [Harley looks around and tries to get a hold of her surroundings. Then she looks down when she realises the weird ceiling seems to be blending with the floor. She gives a little shriek and holds perfectly still.] ...I've heard of walkin' on air but this is pushin' it. [She slides a foot across the surface, tapping it a few times. At least it's solid. Good! She won't suddenly fall to her death.]

[A deep breath.] C'mon, Harl, keep it together. You're not crazy! Not...really. [A pause before she tugs on her hat points.] Aw, don't kid yourself. You're a regular space case! [She takes another breath. Juuuust breathe. Yeah.] Well, always wanted to be a star, right? Name up in lights. So this ain't so bad...yeah. That's right! Cheer up, girl. You might be trippin' but it sure is a nice fall.

[And so she decides to have fun with her delusions and just walk through space. Clearly this crazy trip will end of its own accord eventually.]

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It's not so bad, is it Harlyquinns?

[why are all of the reformed villains in costume??]

It isn't all in your head, I assure you. Though considering how you have completely failed to be cured despite everything, I can't say I'd be surprised if you did not believe me.

Miss Quinzel, it really does seem this place is attracting all sorts in rather quick succession from our asylum. [remembers Eddie and his whole I am from the PAST thing] Judging from your costume, I am assuming you may well still be a resident.

If it is of any comfort this place seems to not be a symptom of any sort of neurosis or medication of any sort.

[...Well, that's a odd costume! Have a sword clutching girl staring in a way that's torn between fear and faint envy] ...You wanted to be a star?

[someone dressed more clownishly than some of her sisters! plus she seems to think she's crazy! this is a great cue for Suiseiseki to possibly mess with someone!

meaning, of course, she's going to try and trip Harley]

{This post made me d'awww ngl}

Ne, it's fine! You won't fall. I don't know if you can really get your name in lights here, though. If we could, then I would certainly need it.

[She stops and frolics over to Eddie.] Eddie! -Gee, my subconscious must be gettin' crowded if you're here. Oh, well. What's one more?

[Blah blah blah whatever you just said-] Hi, professor! What's a guy like you doin' in a head like this?

[She leans closer to Jerry.] I dunno about that. Some of that stuff you guys have me on is a real trip and a half. And not the good kind! The 'see ya next fall' kind!

[Daw, what a cute violent looking girl.] Not literally! They're hot, all right, but I'd get a lot worse than a tan.

[Harley is just aimlessly frolicking because, hey, why not. And she's not looking at her feet, so the trip is unexpected! And thus Harley falls on her face. It's okay, she can totally pick herself back up.] Owwww. I didn't send away for no trip!

[It is Brigitta's purpose in life, to be cute and violent at the same time] You would? Are they all hot then?

[Harley is pretty dawww worthy. But Diva is pretty ~~hot~~ interesting, so Harl will be paying attention.]

Yeah? Why's that? You real star or something?

[Harley decides to be smart. Ish.] Yeah, don't ya know? Stars are actually big, burnin' balls of space love. You know, stuff reactin' together and makin' it all on fire and hot.

[Wiiide eyes] What, seriously? But... But that's like the sun!

Oh, I wouldn't flatter myself by saying that, but I sing, and people certainly seem to like it at home~

[smiling] Good evening, child.

Right-a-roonie! The sun is a star, just up close and personal!

So are ya on the radio or tv? Maybe I've seen ya.

[She laughs.] How can ya tell? We're in a space thing. It ain't night or day. Unless you got a real specific watch on ya!

Hm, I've been on both a few times, but I perform on the stage mostly.

Ohhh, plays! Or opera or something like that, right?

{Nods} I do opera, mostly! But I've been branching out a bit because my agent suggested it.

Wow, but doesn't it go 'round the earth though? unless all the others suns are going around the earth...

It's evening back home, of course. Or at least it is for me.

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