"They think I'm insane, Mr. J," Harley giggled, staring into his eyes as she reached for his hand across the table.
"They think you're strange. But I don't have to fucking tell them anything."
"They think I'm insane, Mr. J," Harley giggled, staring into his eyes as she reached for his hand across the table.
"They think you're strange. But I don't have to fucking tell them anything."