Harley Quinn sits across from The Joker, her eyes dancing with mischief as she listens intently to his latest scheme. "This is going to be our greatest escape yet," he declares with a wicked grin.

The Joker explains the plan in detail, gesturing animatedly with his hands. Harley nods along, her expression shifting between skepticism and excitement. "You want me to eat all that explosive clay?" she asks incredulously. "Trust me, darling. It's a foolproof plan," he assures her, his eyes gleaming.

Harley takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the task ahead. She begins consuming the explosive clay, her determination unwavering despite the growing discomfort. "I hope you know what you're doing," she mutters, feeling her stomach swell with each bite.

She looks down at her swollen belly, a mixture of amusement and concern on her face. "If I eat any more, I'll pop like a balloon," she jokes, trying to lighten the mood.

"Can I get some fresh air? I think I overdid it on the cafeteria beans," she quips, flashing an innocent smile. The guard raises an eyebrow, but the sight of her rounded belly convinces him to let her outside for a moment.

She takes a deep breath, ready to execute the final part of their plan. "Time to make a bang," she whispers to herself, feeling a rush of adrenaline as she prepares to set the explosive clay in motion.