[Where many of the other new arrivals are open in their confusion and discomfort, Harley seems to be taking it all rather in stride. She shifts her weight from one hip to the other, hand moving to rest upon it as she returns Skye's gaze evenly. She 'tssks' softly, shaking her head.]

There's always time for knock-knock jokes but, eh, poh-tay-tah...pah-tah-tah. [She swings her suitcase around and drops it at her feet and it sounds far heavier than just clothing, but Harley hadn't poked around in it yet. She nods at Skye's first question, tone nonchalant.]

I wasn't even asleep, ya know? Last thing I remember, Bat Broad was tryin' ta off yours truly. [She sniffs disdainfully.] Who knew she'd show up with Bats?! [She shrugs and moves onto the latter question without explaining any more than that.]

Ya mean this old thing? [She tugs at some of the spandex and is then smiling broadly again.] Because I'm the one an' only Harley Quinn. An' as Mistah J's right hand gal, I gotta be on top'a my fashion choices. [Then she turns and looks over her shoulder at Skye, grinning as she poses.] An' it makes my ass look great.