I don't even fucking care, Harls. I'd take a year in the damn Zoo for this.

[But Harley's right. Dinah doesn't want to talk about it. She grins as Harley begins to touch her face, and kisses her right back when it comes.]

Mmmm. That sounds real good right about now. [She flicks her finger at Roman's corpse.] Let's give him a damn show he ain't never gonna forget. [She leans in and kisses Harley, harder, this time. Right now, her bestie, with bed hair and pyjamas, has never looked so damn beautiful. Maybe it's the murder talking, or the fact that Harley dropped everything to be there with her, but Dinah has never been more grateful to kiss her than in this moment.]