"Aw, witch lady quit? Too bad." Harley had met Margo maybe once? So the briefly very rueful expression really was something, even as quickly as it gave way to something much brighter. "Anyway, Harley Quinn, nice to meetcha!" she continued, with much easy cheer, and a much firmer handshake than people tended to expect from her. "Here for bath bombs!"

And because she was processing things he'd said slightly out of order... Now her eyebrows were climbing up.

"Wait, did you say cleaning out? As in... throwing away?"

She saw opportunity here!