[ it would be a commonly mistaken impression to receive based on her energy, but she's all about not letting this world get her down these days. she's a single gal now, free to do what — or who — she chooses. and sure, she'd heard the whole spiel with big fancy words like contracts and quotas but like anything else in her life, she'll cross that bridge when she comes to it. or go under it. or blow the whole freaking thing up.

unfortunately for her new friend, she can't retreat that far from a teasing nudge of harley's nose, but the blonde doesn't seem all that offended by the withdrawal, shrugging both shoulders amiably enough to lift the entire shirt up a few inches. ]

I like to think of it more as a suggestion. Sure, we don't have ta do anything. We could just stand here and talk. Get to know each other a little better. What's your name, anyhow?