[ she's only been here for a few days, but it's not like she hasn't lent some time towards trying to come up with some way to work the system to her advantage.

the best route here seems to be playing it smart, making them think she's going to comply with whatever their bullshit rules are and then turn around and do whatever the hell she wants in the background. setting herself up with a contract looks good on paper, sure, but if she plays it right, she could get herself a solid gang of allies. really work towards taking down the powers that be. ]

Well, thank you. [ and she can't help but preen a little in response to the praise, because she's got a goddamn phd after all. people shouldn't forget that. ]

Quinn. [ she reaches out to slip her hand into his, all gentle and demure-like for a second — although the handshake probably seems at odds with her more wolfish grin. ] Harley Quinn.

[ and then recognition of the name prompts a slow parting of her lips and she jabs her other index finger in his direction, pointing a few times. ] You're — hey, I've heard of you! We haven't ever had the pleasure of meetin', but I guess there's no time like the now, am I right?