Joker was right about Harley – she did come round. She never stayed mad at anyone long, and after a night of sulking, she was ready to chat with Ivy the next day between their cells as if nothing had happened. Joker, however, she was not so ready to forgive. She ignored his attempts to talk to her in the Rec Room, and avoided him whenever possible. Ivy saw that despite his assurances to himself that Harley would come round, he was worried.

That night, Ivy was feeding her plants when she heard voices coming from Harley's cell. She slid the brick open a crack, and saw Joker standing opposite Harley, who had her arms folded across her chest and was turned away from him.

"I don't know why I should listen to a word you have to say," she snapped.

"Because, baby, you're overreacting about all this!" he said. Ivy could see the desperation behind his smile. "It was all just a gag, sweets! The plant deserved it for spreading that rumor about me and Batsy!"

"I understand revenge the same as the next gal, Mr. J," she retorted. "What I can't understand is why you decided breaking my heart was the best way to get back at Ivy!"

"Because it really did hurt her, baby!" he exclaimed. "Y'know, thinking you hated her! She was really torn up about that! Nobody likes you being mad at them, pooh! The world just doesn't feel right when you're angry! All the guys here think so too! You're my happy little Harley girl, and it affects everyone when you're not your bouncy, cheerful self!"

"Maybe I would be my bouncy, cheerful self if the people I love didn't keep trying to hurt me!" she shouted.

"But you like being hurt, cupcake!" he exclaimed. "Nobody enjoys pain the way you do, sweets! I don't understand why you're mad about this!"

"I enjoy physical pain, Mr. J," she snapped. "What I do not enjoy is having my emotions and my mind played with like I'm some kinda headcase! I ain't crazy, but you came dangerously close to driving me crazy, and I don't appreciate that!"

"But you love crazy, pooh bear!" he replied. "You love me, and I'm crazy! You do love me, don't you, baby?"

Harley ignored him. "Baby…" he breathed. "Honey, baby, pumpkin pie…"

"Say it," she snapped.

He looked at her, puzzled. "I love you?" he said.

"Not that," she snapped. "Say it!"

He drew a breath. "I'm sorry," he muttered.

"Are you? You're not just saying that?" she demanded.

"No, of course not. I am sorry, pooh bear. You're right, it was selfish and wrong and I'll never do anything like it ever again."

"Promise?" she demanded.

"I promise," he replied. "Cross my heart and hope to die. Now come to Poppa, sweets!"

She glared at him for a moment longer, then squeaked happily and rushed into his arms. "Oh, Mr. J, I can't stay mad at you! I love you too much, puddin'!"

Ivy sighed as they embraced, replacing the stone. She guessed it was good they had kissed and made up, for Harley's sake, just as long as they weren't too loud for the rest of the night.

She went back to watering her plants. She was startled suddenly by the loud shout of "Oh, Batman!" from next door.

Harley shrieked, and there was the sound of a slap, then laughter. "C'mon, sweets, it was just a joke! Rather a good joke of Pammie's, actually!"

Harley joined in the laughter. "I guess it is kinda funny, puddin', when you think about it. Y'know, you always say jokes are funnier when they're true."

There was a pause. "I've never shouted out Batman's name in that situation," muttered Joker.

"Yeah, you have, puddin'," she replied. "A couple times, in fact. Don't you remember?"

"Don't be silly, Harley, I never have," he snapped.

"You have, puddin'," she insisted.

"Have not!"

"Have too!"

"Look, just shut up, you dumb blonde!"

"But I thought you said it was funny, Mr. J!"

"It ain't funny! I don't wanna hear anymore about it ever again, you got that?!"

"Yes, sir. Now c'mon, puddin', don't be angry with me. It ain't my fault Ivy accidentally invented a rumor that was true…Puddin', where are you going? Puddin'! Puddin'!"

Ivy heard the cell door slam, and Joker striding off down the hall, muttering to himself. He wasn't laughing again. But Ivy was. And she had to admit, it did make the world a much brighter place.