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❖  ”Well sure.” she said simply. “I may be crazy, but that don’t mean that I’m rude. There’s a big difference, y’know.” Harley tried to sound offended by that, but ended up bursting into laughter instead. Her smile grew warmer when she accepted the candy. “It’s my favorite so I’m glad ya like it too.” she said, her voice a bit muffled because of the candy inside of her mouth. 

Meg managed to crack a wholehearted, albeit minuscule smile in the masked woman’s direction, the sight of her full-fledged chortling proving to be rather amusing for the auburn herself.
“Tch, you know I didn’t mean to play you hollow.”

The candy began to sink softly into the palette of her mouth, making it difficult for Meg to engender a coherent response, as well. “Fank the gods forf your efquisif tasfe.”