( She says, I'm the Harley Quinn, and Jack only stares at her blankly for a long moment before offering a noncommittal: )
Okay.
( If he believes her or doesn't, there's no strong indication one way or another. If anything, he's absolutely, perfectly neutral on the Belief Meter. It could be that she's telling the truth. It could be that she's crazy. It could, equally, be that Jack is crazy, and he's hallucinating the whole thing. Really, there's no point getting worked up about it one way or another.
He gestures vaguely toward the glass gas station door, with the sign reading Open 24/7 hanging at eye-level. )
no subject
Okay.
( If he believes her or doesn't, there's no strong indication one way or another. If anything, he's absolutely, perfectly neutral on the Belief Meter. It could be that she's telling the truth. It could be that she's crazy. It could, equally, be that Jack is crazy, and he's hallucinating the whole thing. Really, there's no point getting worked up about it one way or another.
He gestures vaguely toward the glass gas station door, with the sign reading Open 24/7 hanging at eye-level. )
After you. It's not locked.