"'Less you wanna object," Harley teased anyway, giving him a little nudge towards the bed, "and make some outrageous claim about how ya just stumbled in today, and it wasn't on purpose 'cause this is not a thing that repeatedly happens, your honor, I swear!"

Yes, she went extra theatrical at the end: all that was really missing was her wrist to her forehead like she was some sort of frail Victorian lady in a bad costume drama.

Of course, then she snickered, right after.