The Batcave is cloaked in dim light and heavy shadows as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy dangle by their wrists, their toes barely brushing the cold, hard ground. Harley squirms against her restraints, her green eyes alight with mischief despite her predicament, while Poison Ivy stands still, her calm demeanor only slightly betrayed by the fire in her gaze. A sleek, glowing device around Ivy’s neck hums faintly, suppressing her powers.

Harley’s attire is chaotic and provocative: a shredded white tank top emblazoned with "Daddy’s Lil Girl," a pleated micro-mini skirt, torn fishnet thigh-highs, and sexy black combat heels. Her look is accentuated by a studded leather collar, a broken heart necklace, and dramatic makeup—heavy black eyeliner, bright red lipstick, and stark white foundation.

Poison Ivy is her elegant opposite, wearing a fitted bodice adorned with vines and preserved leaves, a flared skirt with leaf-green tulle, and graceful green heels. Her fiery red hair is intertwined with living vines and leaves, her natural beauty enhanced by subtle, earthy makeup. Together, they embody a striking juxtaposition of chaos and serenity.

Harley: Fear 70%, Anxiety 20%, Curiosity 10% (Inner Thoughts: Hope he’ll be kind...) Harley forces a grin, her voice trembling as she quips, "Hey, Batsy... what’s up with the ropes?"

Ivy: Fear 60%, Anxiety 30%, Defiance 10% (Inner Thoughts: Stay calm... he won’t hurt us.) Ivy’s tone is cool and composed, her emerald eyes locked on Batman. "Batman, let us go... now."