Like you have a choice.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" you scream as Harley pushes you off the building.

"Don't forget to tuck and roll!" she yells after you as you plummet towards the ground.

A million thoughts run through your head as you rush towards the concrete. Why didn't you just go home instead of stopping off for a drink? Why did you agree to team up with this crazy ass bitch? Is it gonna hurt when you go squish? But the one at the forefront of your mind is WHY THE HELL DID'NT YOU GET THE ABILITY TO FLY AFTER YOU FUCKED AERO! As you hurry to make peace with your maker your impending **** is suddenly halted as you crash into a shop awning. Like something out of a Warner Brothers cartoon the material absorbs your momentum before catapulting you across the street and through the tear.

"SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!" you shout as you pass through with ease before hitting the floor and using your face as a brake. You roll about 20 feet before coming to an unceremonious stop in a crumpled heap with nothing more than a bruised ego for your troubles.

"Jeez" Harley giggles as she comes bounding through behind you "I told you to tuck and roll"

"WHAT THE HELL!" you explode at her, trying to look as dignified as possible from your unflattering position.

"Now don't blow a gasket, sweetie" Harley says, picking you up and dusting you off "I've used portal's before and I knew it was safe...well,I was pretty sure it was safe...well,slightly sure.."

"So you thought what?" you snarl at her "That instead of TELLING ME this you'd kick me off a fucking rooftop?"

"Well" she grins "A girls gotta get her kicks somehow. Ah,good ol' Central City" she continues, walking up to the front of the Central City Citizen "I've had some fun times here I can tell you, some of these villains are great for 'relieving' a little tension"

"What about the Flash?" you ask "This is his stomping ground, surely you've had run ins with him in the past?"

"Meh" Harley says with a shrug of her shoulders "He's The Fastest Man On The Planet but also in the sack unfortunately, so as a rule I try to avoid him but Captain Cold and The Rouges, now there's a gang bang to remember"

Just as Harley finishes her sentence, a computer monitor comes crashing down beside her. You jump back a mile but Harley doesn't even flinch.

"Hmmmm" she says looking upwards "It seems we have trouble and it's coming from the fourth floor. Come on Watson" she orders, slapping you on the back "The games afoot!"