...In other news it seems that Joker has been apprehended once again by Batman. His operatiosn are shut down and he's returned once more to Arkham Asylum. The streets of Gotham can-- click. The young female in a jester's outfit sighed despondently as she leaned on the counter of her shabby little apartment. "Man, Mista J...why did you have to leave me again!" Harley Quinn sighed as she fell forward onto her counter. Her stomach gave a growl and her cupboards were quite bare. "Ohhh I'm so hungry!" Without the Joker calling the shots, Harley was in a tight spot for cash. Her other accomplice, Poison Ivy, was also in the Asylum with Mista J. "Well...looks like good ol Harley Quinn is in need of a job!" She said with a groan as she reached for the newspaper and into the classified ads for job listings. Scanning her finger down the page she stopped randomly at a cafe position. Her interest perked as she tilted her head to the side, "A cafe...well...I do like me some coffee and baked goods" Her lips curled into a smile as she tossed her head back and laughed gleefully. Of course the other problem was that Gotham seemed to know her face too well. "Guess...I'll just have to pack up and leave. Good thing this position is in another town anyways" she laughed again. So...it would being. 4 weeks later Well this was a new life. Once more she found herself struggling to make ends meat, but a little less so. She had a smaller place, some nice jewelry and outfits, and a job at the cafe down the street. Cafe Cafe...odd name but it fit, and they let her wear her usual outfit. Powdering her face, she yawned and went down to work, opening the place up and hopping behind the counter. Another day. She didn't mind it, but MAN it was so BORING there sometimes. She'd put a smile on and make a joke, but everyone was just so...BORING! "Man what I wouldn't give for some excitement! How long until you're out Mista J? I almost can't stand it here anymore!" she muttered again, letting her head fall onto the counter as she laid there and waited for the familiar ding of the door. It came as she remained facedown, "Welcome to cafe cafe....what can I get you sir or ma'am?"