There's no being ready for us, babe. We're about to blow through this joint like twin cyclone hurricanes.
[Harley starts on her side pulling trousers off the rack in order of fashionable to functional, and the in between, which meant with a good pair of scissors and the right tools she could make them into both.]
Wahoo!
[Harley tips her head back to project it like she's howling at the moon. With her arms full of pants she grins wickedly over a rack at River.]
How're things coming along? Almost ready to fly into the fitting rooms?
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[Harley starts on her side pulling trousers off the rack in order of fashionable to functional, and the in between, which meant with a good pair of scissors and the right tools she could make them into both.]
Wahoo!
[Harley tips her head back to project it like she's howling at the moon. With her arms full of pants she grins wickedly over a rack at River.]
How're things coming along? Almost ready to fly into the fitting rooms?