Iceberg Lounge

Harley arrived at the Iceberg Lounge the neon lights lit up Gotham City and Iceberg Lounge.

Harley walked inside taking in the spectacular sculpers of the Penguin himself, as Harley moved more into the foyer she heard clinking of glasses and loud voices.

Harley walked towards the dancefloor where she heard loud modern dance music being played, a figure then emerged from the mist, a man dressed in a black tuxedo with a crimson bowtie it was the Penguin himself, the moment has arrived Harley was here to see who she was here for The Penguin.

"Penguin how nice too meet cha here yoyr friend told me about some business we need to speak about." Harley said smiling.

"Argh yes the heist, right now isn't the best time we will wait for the night to get a bit more chilly." The Penguin chuckled he offered Harley his hand and guided her to the dance floor "Let's dance." He said raising a eyebrow.

Twirling in the motion, Harley's sparkle dress rides up reviling her scanty black g-string, being a gentleman The Penguin winked, while other dancers eyes widened seing a glance of the erotic fabric.

The Penguin then led Harley through a crowd of dancers, until they reached the VIP part of the club. The VIP lounge was more glamoures with a crystal ball and sparkling diamonds throughout the furniture.

He grabs a drink from his private bar and slides a Jack Daniels across to Harley, "So miss Harley Quinn what brings you to the coldest club in Gotham?"

"The Gotham Museum of Art heist, word from your goon is you're interested in my services." Harley said, she took a sip from her Jack Daniels the dark liquid in the glass swirled around as Harley placed it back down.

The Penguin then slides a envelope across the bar "Everything you need to know is in there." With a smirk and wink he adds "Now do you want more dancing or maybe some other services."

"Other services" The Penguin said with a wink, Harleys dress outlined her curves hugged her skin, her tits plump and ready while she licked her lips looking at the Penguin.

"Look for this business partnership I'm not interested in those services miss Quinn, I prefer you for your chaos and madness." Penguin said.

"That'a fine you got cha self a partnership." Harley replied, extending her hand for a handshake, they ended the night with a Jack Daniels and clinking of drink glasses