Harley lounges on the couch in the Diary Room until she realizes that the camera was still rolling. After nearly falling off her seat, she straightens her posture just to make herself look like the civilized young lady that she clearly isn't.
"Wait, what was I in here for again? Oh yeah, voting...yeah, I am no fool. I am not going to vote for an alliance member. Plus, Monica did ask for it. So, maybe it might be better that I voted for her. It's nothing personal...unless she eats off my back again. Then, that would be personal."