At the reservoir

A large concrete building loomed up in front of Lois, surrounded by a chain link fence at the front and backed by a cliff. She had arrived, but Harley had a large head start. The intrepid reporter slipped through a gap in the fence.

There was a tearing noise, as her paper dress snagged on the fence and several large rips were torn across it.

"Aw, nuts!" Lois muttered, seeing her back and buttocks visible through the holes. Trying to adjust her makeshift garment to cover as much of her as possible, she hurried towards the building.

Lois reached a door and pulled on it, but it was locked shut. She peered through a small window, but the inside was dark and there seemed to be no one about. She stepped back, looking around, and found a ladder leading up the side of the building.

She sighed, but having come this far ahe had to finish it, so she took hold of the ladder and quickly clambered upwards. She made it halfway before the banner unwrapped from her body and fell, floating away in the wind and leaving her naked again. With nothing else she could do, Lois continued upwards.

The ladder led over the top of the grey concrete wall, and a vast expanse of water stretched out in front of Lois. To the side, a few metres away, Harley Quinn stood with the vial she had stolen from the lab.

"Stupid frassing-massing thing..." the villain muttered, struggling to take the lid off.

"Harley Quinn!" Lois shouted, standing up on the narrow edge of the reservoir.

"Oh, Lois!" Harley called back, "Gorgeous as ever! Is that a new outfit?"

"What's in the bottle, Harley?" Lois edged closer, the wind whipping at her red hair, a cold breeze which caused her nipples to harden immediately.

"It's a little thing the government wants, to spike enemy soldiers' water supplies." Harley replied, still struggling with the lid, "It's supposed to make them allergic to body armour, make them more **** if not give up fighting completely. You'd have to be a complete moron to show up to a fight in your birthday suit." she looked Lois up and down, "Present company excepted. Problem is, it doesn't quite work right. It's not bad, but it works by manipulating chromosomes, and it turns out to only work on XX pairings. You know, girls. That, and it's not selective just to armour, makes them allergic to all cloth, cotton, nylon, everything like that."

"Anyone who drinks that can't wear clothes?"

"Yep!"

"And you're going to pour it into the water supply?"

"Hilarious, ain't it? Every woman in Metropolis will have to go naked!"

"It's bizarre! Perverse!"

"Why, thank you." Harley smiled. With a pop, she successfully pulled the lid off. "All right, here we go!"