He moves away from cleaning, attending the guy. "Nice girlfriend you've got there," he says, taking a look at the girl. Oh f-ck no. It's his sister. Part of him is angry that she would go on a date with a guy like this in a place like this, but then there is the douchier part. He smiles condescendingly at the guy. "Actually...I think I'm going to go say hello." He strides over to Clara, boots clipping the floor. "Little sister." Harley pulls up a chair, clanking it loudly by her. He sits in such away that the chair's back is facing Clara, and he;s straddling it. Harley cocks his head, mocking smile on his lips. "Trying to play grown up with-" he glances at the boy toy "-man meat over there? He looks like a real catch."