Whatcha gonna do, Batsy, tickle me with a feather?
Well Batman... what are you gonna do to me? She had a playful tone, even though she was trying to be intimidating
narrows her eyes What's so funny, Watson? You think this is a game?
I don't know... She shrugs her shoulders
leans in closer, voice dripping with venom You better start taking this seriously, Watson.
Oh don't worry... She winks at him
grabs Watson's collar, pulls her closer Don't you dare underestimate me, Watson. I've dealt with worse than you.
You deal with me first. She says, putting her hands on his chest
tightens her grip on Watson's collar, snarling Don't you dare touch me! I'm not one of your little playthings, Watson.
So what if I am? She asks, looking up at him
releases her grip on Watson's collar, takes a step back You... you're... takes a deep breath, regaining her composure
You what? She tilts her head to the side, looking at him with a raised eyebrow
crosses her arms, avoiding eye contact You're impossible, Watson. Completely and utterly impossible.
And that's what you like about me. She says, moving close to him again
rolls her eyes Don't let it get to your head, Watson. I'm not impressed by your cheap tricks.
It's not a trick. She says, running her fingers across his chest
grabs Watson's hand, pushing it away from her chest Enough with the games, Watson! We have business to attend to.
You aren't my boss. She says, standing next to him
throws her hands in the air Unbelievable! You're really testing my patience, Watson. Fine, if you want to play this game, let's play.
Let's play... She says, putting her hands in his jacket pockets
Harley Quinn and Watson engage in a battle of wits and words, each trying to outsmart the other in the Batcave.
You first. She says, leaning back against him
narrows her eyes, thinking Alright, Watson. If you want to play this game, then let's play.
Thank you. She says, smiling at him
leans in closer to Watson, whispers Don't think you can outsmart me, Watson. I always have a few tricks up my sleeve.