The somewhere else turned out to be a less than respectable hotel in an even less than respectable part of town than the abandoned warehouse area had been. Hookers, drug addicts and petty criminals were the only ones to frequent this area. The good respectable Gotham citizens tried to pretend areas like this didn't exist but all that did of course was to cause such areas to flourish.
"If you could call decay, rot and hopelessness to be flourishing." Ivy thought to herself as she peered out of the grimy window of her and Harley's room. Ivy could see from her room's window the hotel's sign. Gotham Six. Some punks had painted out the i in the six and scrawled in spray can paint above it a u.
"Gotham Sux. Couldn't have said it better myself." Ivy wryly thought. Looking across the room she watched as Harley removed her pigtails from her hair and brushed her blond hair out. Harley was wearing a faded flowery dress that she had stolen off a apartment building's clothesline they had came across on their way here. As she had reminded Ivy, not many people knew what she looked like outside of her harlequin costume. They had stolen the clothing and Harley had been the one to rent the hotel room while Ivy had hidden around the corner. Ivy's face and distinctive red hair was too well known in Gotham.
"Do you have to remove the pigtails?" Ivy asked as she flopped down on the none too clean bed.
"They are too much me." Harley muttered as she tugged the brush through her hair. "Remove them and brush my hair out and I look like any other cheap blond in Gotham."
Ivy frowned and replied. "You run yourself down one more time and I will take that brush away from you and spank you with it." Ivy let an evil grin cross her face. "As a matter of fact that sounds like it might be fun." Ivy immediately dropped the grin when she saw the brief but very real look of fear cross Harley's face. "Harley? What's wrong?" She asked.
"Hmm? Oh nothing. Just worried about all the equipment I need to put together and make sure works." Harley said a trifle too fast and went over to the rickety plywood writing table in the room and started drawing plans out on some paper the hotel 'generously' supplied the rooms with.
Ivy moved across the room to crouch next to the smaller woman. "Let me guess. The Joker once beat you with a brush?"
Ivy thought for a moment that Harley was either not going to answer her or deny it but Harley's shoulders slumped a moment later and she nodded her head. "I made the mistake of using his brush one time so he beat me with it and then re-beat me with my own so I would always know the difference between the two."
Ivy wrapped her arms around Harley's shoulders. "You know I was just joking Harley." Ivy winced as she realized the term joking might not have been the best considering the individual they had just been talking about. "I would never tie you up or spank you unless that is what you wanted. I don't want you to ever have a reason to fear me Harley."
"I know you won't hurt me Ivy. I trust you." Harley stated quietly.
"Look, why don't you tell me a little more about this 'Tenchi' world you are going to send us to?" Ivy said in an effort to take Harley's mind off of the Joker and what he had done to her in the past. "I mean you said that this Tenchi person has a whole bunch of women staying with him. Is he some kind of playboy?"
"Tenchi?" Harley asked and then laughed. "Hardly. I think all the attention the women who stay with him pays him scares him a little."
