"You have an official porno?" It comes out through the broad grin Harley's been sporting since she got a laugh out of him. She relinquishes the mask and leans in closer, her eyes on his one good one. "Like, company sanctioned official, or just you sanctioned official? Hell, I had an unofficial porno or two myself, back home. Weren't very good; one out if five stars, do not recommend. Takes more than a little hair dye and some sharpie to the face to make someone me."

It's really not that bad, the scar. Yeah it's big, and his one eye gone white is definitely a thing- but it's just a testament to Jack, really. A sign of how much trouble he can get into. And that's aokay by Harley; she likes trouble.

Plus, bright side, the damage is nowhere close enough to interfere with his mouth. A mouth that Harley catches with her own; slow at first, hesitant, her lips brushing his, then again, still slick from all their kisses. Even if the bottom half of his face is practically untouched, she still doesn't want to hurt him.