Playing the Part

Capes. The most infamous nudie joint in Gotham, and quite possibly beyond.

It was rather classy for a strip club! Nicely furnished, fancy foods and rich clientele. This wasn't somewhere to go with your drinking buddies after work; This was an establishment known for their tight security and tighter guest list.

Capes was also somewhat known for its... Presentation.

There were no cheap and slutty outfits here. You walked in, and you'd see countless tits, ass and pussies in plain view, either on stage or waiting tables. Despite this-- All of the girls were meant to resemble famous super heroines, or in some cases, villains!

The hair, the make-up, the accessories. It was damn convincing! You'd almost think that really WAS Wonder Woman shaking her tits for you in a nudie bar! And here Harley was. On stage. Frozen, and completely naked.

Mind you-- She wasn't frozen BECAUSE a couple dozen people were seeing her naked. Though, that had been a recurring theme lately. She was frozen because most of the crime bosses staring at her would butcher her without hesitation.

Clowns... Didn't often mix well with traditional crime. Thankfully, they didn't think she was THE Harley Quinn. They thought she was a very sexy impersonator! She could work with that.

"Aha... Evenin'! Oh, don't you look like a lovely crowd. Like a buncha extras right outta 'The Godfather'..." Harley giggled nervously, skipping toward the pole. Her chest jiggled as she leapt up and did a little spin!

Harley... Didn't know how to pole dance. But she was a nimble little minx! And good at improvising. The music kicked up, the mood settled in, and Harley began her totally improvised routine...

With a little improv comedy thrown in.

Stand-up, knock knock jokes, observational humor. None of it landed, though the criminals were more focused on their drinking, crime discussions and her jiggling clown bits.

Some did start showering her with beer as she slipped from and upside-down hang and into a split, spreading her legs wide for the crowd. Even better-- Some started throwing cash! Harley grabbed the bills...

Then frowned.

"Just where do you expect me to put these? I ain't exactly got pockets!" She huffed.

Regardless, this was going well! Granted, she had no idea just how to get out of this situation, and she was shaking her bits for a room full of thugs...

But at least she wasn't dying in the Gotham heat!