[Harlene's Apartment] Rough mornings

[harlene_quinzel]

As the sun came up and seeped through the curtained windows of Harlene's apartment it burned her tired eyes. She hadn't slept at all and her body ached

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[notsogoldenbook]

*Crane calls Quinzel on his cellphone, from the Gotham Hospital*

Doctor Quinzel? Are you still at home?

[harlene_quinzel]

*It takes a few seconds for the waking world to come into focus What time was it? Oh no!*

Dr. Crane? Um..yes..yes I am and I'm terribly sorry. I just seem to over over slept just a bit. Ha ha.

[notsogoldenbook]

That's fine. I won't be in today, so could you make sure that someone takes care of Mr. Dent and Ms Kyle for me?

[harlene_quinzel]

Hmmm. Yes Sir. I'll take care of that.

Sir? Are you not feeling well?

[notsogoldenbook]

Thank you, Harleen.

Just some residual effects from the gassing. If you need me, I'll be at GCH for the next few hours.

[harlene_quinzel]

Oh! I do hope the effects wear off soon. I don't imagine you would want the doctors there finding the gas in your system or asking too many questions.

Call me when you're out and let me know you're ok, won't you? You don't want me to worry my head off all day, do you?
I should get going though. I need to get to the asylum in time to make arrangements for Mr. Dent and Ms. Kyle's appointments.

[notsogoldenbook]

Oh. Damn. I didn't think of that...

Change of plan. I'm going to grab a cab home. You can reach me there.

I will call you throughout the day. Thank you, Harleen.

[harlene_quinzel]

Best of luck, Jonathan. I look forward to hearing from you later.

TTFN, ta ta for now.

*she hangs the phone up, smiling smugly to herself, and begins to quickly ready herself for work*