Harley grins at her. "Of course I do," he says warmly.

Corona is shaking his head. "Twelve, though, oh man. Do you really know what you're signing up for?"

"Elsie's awesome," Harley assures him.

"Yeah, I'm getting that, but you" (Corona freecasts across the room to give Harley a hug) "are a special case - unless I'm the special case? Back me up here, guys, are twelve-year-old Jokers mostly incredible little shits or what?"