Visiting injured Soldiers as Harley

"Well you know when people who play Superhero's go to childrens hospitals in costume?" John asked.

"Yeah..." Margot laughed, "By I can hardly go visit sick kids dressed as Harley Quinn can I? It wouldn't be very appropriate."

"That's why we're going to visit injured soldiers." John told her as he pulled out the t-shirt, shorts and hot pants from under the desk.

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea!" She said, taking the costume.

"Go get dressed, I'll drive."

Margot returned in the outfit. John used his power to do her hair and make-up without her asking any questions. "I feel like these shorts are a lot shorter than they were when I was shooting." She said, attempting to pull them down to cover her ass more.

"Let me see." John said, she turned around to show him her ass. "Nah, your ass has just gotten fatter." He told her plainly. She stopped trying to pull the shorts down and followed John to his car.

John drove Margot to the hospital, and she practiced her accent the whole way. "You ready?" He asked.

"Sure! Let's go!" She said in character, smiling like a lunatic.

John lead Margot to the veterans wing. She walked out into the middle of the floor, all the soldiers in the surrounding beds jaws' dropped as they saw her. She threw her arms in the air and shouted, "Hey Boys!"