Running from the Bat

It was another chaotic night as Ivy and Harley treated themselves to a shopping spree. They climbed into their rose color car and sped off with Ivy driving and Harley looking out the window behind as the batmobile zoomed behind them.

“Honey, we still have a rodent problem,” Ivy said as Harley looked out the rearview mirror.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m working on it!” Harley hollered back. “Geez give me a break, Ives. I’m working over time!”

“Just get rid of them!” Ivy yelled.

“You and me both know that ain’t how it work,” Harley yelled back as she shot a rocket launcher at the batmobile which ricocheted off not doing anything except exploding a building.