[He rarely drinks? How boring. If drinking was a sport Harley would be an athlete, an award-winning one. She can drink most fellas under the table, and her tolerance was something of a superpower all by itself.]

I'll set the tone, Mr. Rogers. We can go from there, sound good?

[She doesn't mind that he doesn't drink, the judgments not as deeply set as they might be in some other individuals. Harley can understand stepping back from what's toxic and then some people have religious limitations, but she absolutely wouldn't ever trade tequila for anything, and that included her health and well-being.]

Okay! If you were gonna spend your life in a cell, would you rather have the bars horizontal or vertical?