[This is why he'll always keep a space in his heart for Harley - the girl he met here. Unlike most of the clowns he's met, she can make him smile every time. He's grinning by the time her toes bump up against his, more when her arms wrap his neck.
There's a little squeeze in return. He lifts her until the tips of her converse drag the ground before carefully setting her down.]
I don't know, Harl. Must be something in the water. How's the birthday girl?
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There's a little squeeze in return. He lifts her until the tips of her converse drag the ground before carefully setting her down.]
I don't know, Harl. Must be something in the water. How's the birthday girl?