Ivy didn't know whether to throttle Harley, ignore her and go back to sleep or save herself the time and agree to go out right then and there. She decided on none of the above.

Hands folded in her lap as she tilted her head to the side and regarded the blonde with narrowed, green eyes.

"Go out? Do you have any idea what time it is, Harley?" Sleep thickly laced her drawling accent. Her words sounded horribly mundane for a super villain.