"Heh. Snape only wishes he could cook as well as this lady." John smiled lopsidedly as he climbed out of the cab, put out his cigarette and the two went inside. He had to fight the urge to straighten his tie and smooth his hair down as they made their way up a flight of stairs and down the hallway that led to Zatanna's door. He nearly always did, which was odd as hell, because he happened to know she liked him rumpled.
Then again, maybe that in itself was a reason...dealing with Zee was always a little complicated like that.
He paused only a fraction of a second before knocking, taking a last hurried inventory of the contents of his own brain and hoping to Someone he hadn't lost any critically important Zatanna-memories to the fiend. This was supposed to be a vacation, and there were some things he just didn't want to have to go into.
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Date: 2006-10-28 05:41 am (UTC)Then again, maybe that in itself was a reason...dealing with Zee was always a little complicated like that.
He paused only a fraction of a second before knocking, taking a last hurried inventory of the contents of his own brain and hoping to Someone he hadn't lost any critically important Zatanna-memories to the fiend. This was supposed to be a vacation, and there were some things he just didn't want to have to go into.