Ah, a perfect little vacation. A little bit of time away from all the chaos and inevitable jail time. Even psychotics needed a bit of R&R now and again. Besides, if she felt the need, she could always blow up a hotel room or two. For now though, Harley Quinn was working on her tan. The only chaos she was about was trying to get a refill on her drink. "Hey! Coconuts, get over here! Refill on the daquiri! Doubletime!" The curvy killer passed off her empty glass to a passing cabana boy and then sighed happily as she lounged in her chair. The resort was luxurious and the little cabana she was lounging under was magnificent down to the last detail. It was a quaint little mostly open hut with a thatched roof, a couple of lounge chairs and a table or two for resting drinks or sunscreen upon. She rolled onto her stomach and laid flat, arms folded and chin resting upon them. Might as well show off that cute ass to all the boys passing by! She had to admit, the red and black bikini she was sporting made her look GOOD. Too bad the outfit wasn't practical for bouncing around Gotham, or she'd wear it all the time. Hey! When you've got it, flaunt it! That's how she felt.