Helena continued staring at Harley for a long, long moment.

Harley Quinn. Harley Quinn.

And she mentioned Arkham Asylum.

Slowly, Helena lowered herself back into the seat. "Gotham Academy," she said. "I'm not college-aged yet." She reached up, pulled the elastic off of her hair, and shook it loose before pulling it back up into a ponytail again.

"So. Who are you? The Joker's daughter?"