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[itistolaugh]

"Harley here! Leave a message and I'll get back to you.

Or I won't.

Don't be boring."

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[restingstitchface]

[He quirks a brow. Perhaps he can get inside her head with his power.

Or maybe he can wait with that.]

Because it gives you an identity and sense of self-worth? I can see that.

[He presses his lips.]

And it's Dr. Crane, if you would.

[Or professor. Or Scarecrow...]

[itistolaugh]

Sure, let's go with that.

And if you're gonna call me Harleen- [ She wrinkles her nose and shakes her head, setting her pigtails swinging. ] - then I'm gonna call you something you don't like too. It's only fair.

[restingstitchface]

[Apparently Crane doesn't like the thought of that. He, too, wrinkles his nose. Except he rolls his eyes to the ceiling, dismissing her threat in that puffed-up way he has.]

Harley. Don't act so facetiously.

[He chides soon as she's finished. It's rather intolerable, finding her childlike behavior to be... somewhat charming.]

[itistolaugh]

Professor.

[ She sing-songs it, and flutters her eyelashes at him. Just because she's decided to be compliant doesn't mean she can't still tease him a little bit. ]

[restingstitchface]

[He has enough self-awareness to keep himself from calling her Harleen again. He holds his breath, releases it, and glances over at the kettle.]

That isn't going to work on me. Haven't you finished brewing that yet?

[itistolaugh]

But, Professor Crane, I thought you liked being addressed with ... all due respect.

[ She pours his tea and slides the cup over to him. Her own drink is tragically void of marshmallows, but she'll have to cope somehow. ]

[restingstitchface]

But you didn't mean it like that, and you know it.

[He speaks in a soft, encouraging tone - like he's talking to a patient. Or a child. There's no difference here.]

Do you think I cannot tell the difference? Don't act cute with me. I really don't need it.

[itistolaugh]

[ That gets him a patented puppy-eyed pout. ]

Oh, boo. But I'm cute with everyone.

[restingstitchface]

[It doesn't work. No, it does - just not in the way he's expecting. He scratches under his chin and stares at his tea. Then he stares at her, watching her intently.

It's frustrating.

Though he lets it continue for a while till he tilts his head and talks slowly.]

That's enough.

Drink your chocolate. It'll turn cold. The waste would be far from... satisfactory.

[He adds quickly. He doesn't care so much about her thinking for herself what no get out.]

[itistolaugh]

Yeah, yeah, I'm drinkin'. You need to buy more next time you go to the store. Ooh, and marshmallows too!

[ If he's going to play at being a mentor, shouldn't she get treats out of it? ]

[restingstitchface]

I'm not going to buy those.

[But if she steals them, he'll just turn a blind eye.]

Given all the sugar that's already in your bloodstream, I hardly think you require more. You are already quite energetic.