Ordering is all the rage now.

"Sure." Tim said shaking his head and sighing a sigh of defeat. "What kind?" He asked as they climbed back into the theater. "Pineapple and Ham." There was a brief pause. "You what?" Tim asked staring directly at her as she descends the ladder. His eyes drift down to her ass, shaped perfectly by the latex jester's outfit she wore. He felt a growing in his groin and shook his head. "Pineapple. And. Ham." She said again, slower this time. "That big mask cutting off your hearing or somethin'?" She asked and chuckled. "I don't think I've ever hated anyone more than you right now." Harley laughed and smacked Tim's stomach. "Just order the damn pie!"

25 minutes later Robin met the pizza guy outside. "This is new. Usually it's just the meat lovers" The guy said handing two boxes over. "You got company or something?" Robin nodded. "Whoever it is, would ya' arrest them for us? We mainly put that on the menu as a joke." Robin chuckled. "I'll see what I can do." "Just tell me it ain't Batman, it'd break my heart if he ate shit like this." Robin paused for a minute and thought. "I've never seen Batman eat anything." He said coming to a strange realization. "Well, that's another piece of evidence for your robot theory. Have a good one Red." The Pizza guy said with a wave. "See ya' Kevin." Red Robin waved moving inside with the pizza. "Ohhh Yum!" Harley said clapping her hands and looking in the pizza boxes. "Mmmmm, Perfect." She said and took a slice.

The pair ate in silence for a moment before Harley spoke up. "So... Have you ever had Pineapple?" She asked. "Yes, I've had pineapple." Tim needed to check himself, was this really happening? He and Harley Quinn sitting on his couch, a couch she had taken his virginity on, eating pizza and talking about pineapples? What the hell was going on? "On pizza?" Harley persisted. "...No." Harley laughed "HA!" She pointed. "Did you enjoy fucking me!?" She asked, which Tim thought was a little off topic. "Um..." Harley raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Careful Birdy..." Her voice was sweet, but there was a slightly terrifying menace in her eyes... Tim just remembered that she was a psychotic schizophrenic. "...Yeees?" Tim said, testing if that was the right answer to not get killed. "Would you have thought you'd have fun with me a week ago?" Tim shook his head. "Probably not." She grabbed a slice of the pizza. "Try it." Robin couldn't argue with the logic, so he took the slice and bit into it. Fuck. He liked it. "Good yeah?" Harley asked. Tim nodded begrudgingly. "See, I'm not insane... Well... I am. But that's not what I meant." Tim chuckled, again, realizing how strange this situation was. "So, we should get ta' know one another better." Harley said simply. Tim blushed again, 'why?' He thought 'Wait... Is this a relationship now? I mean, it's been what? Three hours since we... now we're here, eating together? Am I in a relationship with a supervillain?' "Um... O-okay." Harley nodded "Alrighty, who should go first?"