[Harleen's apartment] Home again, home again. Jiggity jig?

[harlene_quinzel]

The trip back is not as scenic as the flight Harleen had taken to the Caribbean. To be honest, the teleportation was a bit disorienting and made her a little woozy. However, there was no time to rest or to recuperate from jet-lag (teleportation lag

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[twitchnosewitch]

On the third ring, a slightly faint voice answers, "Hello?"

[harlene_quinzel]

"Rosie? It's Harleen. I'm home now. ... Are you OK?"

[twitchnosewitch]

"Fine. Fine." A pause. "You got home quickly."

[harlene_quinzel]

"Ha. Yeah..yeah. I'm meeting more and more people who can help me with that. I may never need to eat airline food again!"

He laughter is a little hollow and ends abruptly.

"I'll come down to the asylum right now. Afraid I'll have to take a cab for this trip, though. I'll get there as soon as I can get a ride."