Did that puddle they pulled me from seem way deeper to either of you?

[She's had some pretty wild nights and woke up plenty of places that she didn't remember being at or getting to but a weird desert day camp for soldier types and a shallow pool of water was bold new territory. The certain aversion she had to water made it all the more vexing, and talking through her problems to find solutions was par for the course even if her idle chatter fell on deaf ears of the other people unfortunate enough to be in the same predicament. She's still dripping, but she appreciates the Sister Warrior fatigues and the boots and puts them on with flourish, pulling the laces tight and taking the time to twist those laces through until they make a five-pointed star on both boots.]

Anyway, I'm gonna need to borrow your phone if you have one, I gotta make a couple of calls unless either of you wanna be in the vicinity when the time-sensitive material in my skull goes kaboom.

[Right before the wagon is set to take off the driver is forced to stall the horses who chuff and whinny in protest. Harley lumbers on, five foot six, pasty skin, dripping blonde hair still stuck in loose dripping pigtails hanging in loose coils looking very much like the namesake.]

Hey, guys! Sorry I'm late, I got sidetracked raiding the provisions tent and almost got caught by two flatfoots.

[If you're fortunate enough to be riding one way two hours with her she'll toss a small MrE their way. It's not great, but it beats being hungry.]

So, we've got some time to kill. You ever play Never Have I ever? or Would you rather? Let me guess, you're a twenty-questions type.

[The type of person that would treat decomposing remains hanging from a drop noose in the middle of an open area like an omen was too normal of a person for Harley Quinn.

Harley gets right up in there, angling her head to the right and the left to get a better look at the sack of bones sitting out there like a lawn ornament. She's closer than most people would be, and she's studying the remains like she's an MD. She does have a PhD but it's not the kind of thing that could be applied to the medical examination.]

Y'know strategically speaking, leaving this guy out here like a big slab of beef jerky doesn't do this camp any favors either. If they're trying to go Vlad vs. Ottomon they're missing dozens of potential victims for the visual effect, all this does is lure in animal nuisances and potentially spread disease.

Harley Quinn! Nice to meet ya.

[Stangers are just people who haven't met Harley yet, and for now she has absolutely no concept of personal space. She needs a partner in crime, and she's gonna make one if one doesn't make themselves known to her.]

This hard-earned haul from the gambling den is burning a hole in my pocket. You humor me, I humor you - fair? Life's too short to play by the rules.

Besides, window shopping only gets you so far.