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Harley was in luck as she saw the big boss himself, The Batman. Which in itself was a problem as he was also the best of the crew, which meant that planting a magic zipper on him long enough to unzip him. Her only advantage was her gymnastic and acrobatic skills, which was just a bit better then the Bat. But he was the better trained martial artist. She needed to be lucky... and good.
"Hey B-man! Just decided to pick up a little spending around money. What do you think?" she shouted at him, looking for an opening where she could take it.
"Harley, you have one chance to put back the money and surrender yourself to the authorities. Otherwise, I'm taking you in the hard way." spoke the harsh, humourless voice of the hero.
"Let's play tag then. I'm IT!" said the clown villainess as she felt the zipper up her sleeve, ready to be pulled out and used at a moment's notice. She jump forward to gauge if she could get it done in one shot. But he dodged and returned the attack, but it was her turn to dodge him and slide under his punches. Kicks were exchanged, but he was getting the better of her. She need to get him off of attack for a second, a distraction against the always watching detective.
A diabolical idea crossed her mind, of an old gag which could get her what she wanted. She smiled as she said, "Hey Red, Kitty Cat, get out of here."
This distracted him for moment as she used the chance to pull out the zipper to use on the Bat!
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