OPEN LOG.

[folieamor]

WHO: HARLEY and YOU
WHERE: ALL OVER THE PLACE.
WHEN: 23/03
WARNINGS: HARLEY QUINN IN PUBLIC.
SUMMARY: Harley explores the city; Harley probably gets into trouble.
FORMAT: quick to start, will change to suit. specifying different locations in comments, pls be patient.

[Harley is a late riser. She wakes at ten thirty in the morning and doesn't get dressed until forty-five minutes afterwards. Her initial exploration of the City has been: one shopping trip. Today she plans to do another.

And maybe eat?

Life is hard without money. Life is boring when you live on your own. Nevertheless, she is in good spirits. ]

Comments

[bowarmed]

[...Is she for real.]

Three pies, in one go? Should I look for your name in the newspaper? 'Girl Hospitalized by Pie' might get a headline one the second page.

[folieamor]

[completely for real. ]

Ain't no one died of too much pie.

[bowarmed]

[He chuckles] Dying might be over doing it. You might just get really sick, or get sick of pie. Who'd want that?

[folieamor]

You think this place is gonna give me food poisoning?

[bowarmed]

No, I think eating three pies is going to make you sick.

[folieamor]

Yeah you're right. I should eat five.

[bowarmed]

[...]

You really like your pies.

[folieamor]

Damn straight I do pal.

[bowarmed]

So moderation? Does that concept exist where you're from?

[folieamor]

That word's used to make people feel bad about how much they're gonna eat where I'm from.

[bowarmed]

Well. There's a ... couple good reason why you should feel bad. I get the feeling you're probably going to need experience it to believe it.