Batman

"The hell you doing here, B-Man?!" Harley screams. Deciding this so-called dark knight deserves it for all he has done, she continues her swing. The hammer falls at a alarming speed, but despite this, the detective is able to pluck the weapon from her grasp. Harley couldn't react in time, as he tosses the hammer over the edge. It falls onto the asphalt, effectively out of reach from Harley. This doesn't keep her from try to reach, quickly noticing it is a lost cause.

"You undoubtedly know that the Joker and his gang just robbed a bank."

Harley scoffed, "Well, does it look like I have giant bags of money?" She leans back over the wall and sits down. Giving up on a hopeless battle, she begins to cry. "Now leave me alone, B-Man, I'm grieving."

Batman turns to leave, but he stops himself. Maybe it's his chivalrous nature, but despite what it is he had to ask, "What's wrong?"

Harley fakes a gasp, "The brooding bat has a heart?" She gets quiet for a second, the novelty of her joke wearing off. She sniffs and then continues. "Mister J is gone."

"The Joker is dead?!" Batman says with some vigor.

"No! He just left me." Harley started getting a better look at him, which was pretty hard to do through teared up eyes. "Y'know, you are actually quite handsome. Well from what I can tell, your hood gets in the way." She gets to her knees, "You are probably bigger than Mister J, and I don't mean height. So, B-man, I have a hole in my heart that I need filled, and another somewhere else, too." she looks him in the eyes, "What do you say, you and me, right now?"