( Harley Quinn, she says, and Jack stares at her for just a little too long. Only now is he taking in the color of her hair, the makeup she's wearing, her tattoos, her voice. It all clicks together at once, and a look of understanding slowly overtakes his otherwise relatively customer-service-apathetic features. )
I'm Jack. Hi. ( A beat, and then he can't hold the question back: ) So, wait, are you really Harley Quinn, or is this like a... LARP, cosplay situation?
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I'm Jack. Hi. ( A beat, and then he can't hold the question back: ) So, wait, are you really Harley Quinn, or is this like a... LARP, cosplay situation?