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Who: Ken Hidaka artiglio  and Harley Quinn quinnade 
What : Therapy Session
Where: Dr. Quinn's lovely office
When:  Monday, Day 108

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It was interesting. More interesting than all the chicks and gay men coming to her door for relationship advice. It was actually what Harley came here for. The sick minds in Reggio Calabria would offer juicy tales of angst and darkness in the heart or some poetic thing like that.

She waited with bated breath by the door of her office, peaking out for the smallest sign of her patient. As soon as she saw the kid, she hurried to the mirror on her wall, fixing her hair, checking her make up, and smoothing down her outfit.

Finally, she opened the door, leaning against the frame, and looking at Ken over her thick-rimmed glasses.

"Mr. Hidaka?"

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Ken popped up out of his chair, thankful that the wait hadn't really been as long as he had feared. He gave Dr. Quinn a broad smile.

"Yup! That's me! Call me Ken though, I don't really go by my last name." His tone was light and his stance was friendly, though a little nervous. Walking over, he held out the box he had brought with him.

"I uh, bought you some tea. I really wasn't sure what kind you'd like, so I grabbed our most popular one at the moment. A white tea raspberry mix. Personally I think the boss drinks more of this then the customers but oh well.

His smile turned a bit embarrassed. "Sorry about the short notice Dr. Quinn."

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"Sure thing, Ken, babe," Harley smiled sweetly. "Our point is ta make ya feel comfortable."

He did not look like a killer at all. The boy looked young, probably just out of whatever Italy's equivalent of high school was. Had a cute face, and a cute voice, and a sweet attitude that was rare amongst men. She didn't even think he stopped to stare at her boobs which was a first.

And he bought her a present!

Harley squealed, taking the gift, and staring at it with delight. "Red - uh, my other at home, is gonna love this thing. Thanks, honey. Come inside. No problemo."

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Ken smiled at the obvious pleasure that was displayed on the blond's face. He was glad he had picked a kind that she would like.

"Ah, you're welcome Dr. Quinn." He said happily as he followed her into the office, shutting the door behind him. Looking around, he finally settled down into an unassuming chair, smiling a little as it creaked a bit under his weight.

"So uh...umm...where do you want me to start?" Ken asked after a moment of nervous fidgeting.