West owes him for this.

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The nut house. The crazy hut. The booby hatch - always a depressing misnomer, that one.

Eel O'Brien doesn't like it here, even though plenty of people probably think he belongs here. But he doesn't. He's an independent businessman... the only time he DESERVED to be here was after the first thousand years or so of being dispersed throughout the Atlantic Ocean... but it's a little hard to psychoanalyze living plankton.

Anyway, no ugly memories here - he's about to deal with someone who's an ugly right-now. He's gotta be 'pep talk man.' Get over the hump, bad guy, be a good guy, bad guy, stop banging psychotic clowns, ya freak.

Seriously, that's unbelievably gross. He's not sure if the whole Ivy thing cancels the Joker thing out or not.

After flashing some League cred to the gang here at the Keystone Mental Hosptial & Grill, he makes his way to the visitors area, a nice little lounge where everyone can be monitored, but you can sit at a table instead of those prison phones with the foot of glass between them.

He sits back in his chair, stretching over it impossibly, looking at the ceiling and trying to think of what the hell he's gonna say to this dingie broad.

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Harley sighed. She hated this part, where everyone wanted to know her motivations. Half the time she didn't even know.

"I guess I'm just a good example of poor impulse control. Or maybe I have a case of want, take, have."

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There's a small muttering in a slightly Mexican accent. "You want this, you can't have it, no take it, no can't have no want take can't have it." His head even takes on Strong Bad's look for a second. He's a slave to insane mutterings.

"Okay, so you don't even have the trademarked dark secret shame, huh? You're just a spoiled little hussy what thinks she deserves to have everything she wants?"

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Harley frowned, her good mood vanishing in an instant. "Hey! Watch it buddy! It's easy to find giant plastic eggs this time of year for me to shove your silly puddy ass into before I drop it off a cliff."

Okay, so she does have some anger management issues. Who doesn't?

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"Oooh, temper issues, too. You're lucky I likes me a spitfire."

Wally's voice in his head snaps at him. Right, right, no schmooze.

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"If I had a dime for every time I heard that one, right? Well, not that SPECIFIC one, because giant plastic eggs aren't exactly a common threat - that's what makes you interesting."