Outside the Clocktower, New Gotham City, Friday evening

[blondecanary]

Dinah checked her watch, checked the alley, and really hoped the portal would be on time, and that Triela had remembered to catch it. Maybe she should've called?

[for an Italian gun girl]

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[sorella_vecchia]

Triela had noted it in her date book.

And set an alarm on her phone.

So even though she'd forgotten, she'd managed to make it. Duffel bag slung over her shoulder. Looking around a bit warily.

[blondecanary]

Dinah beamed and bounced forward, reaching toward to take her bag. "Yay, you're here! Are you hungry? Want to get something to eat before we tour around the town?"

[sorella_vecchia]

Triela smirked. "I could eat."

[blondecanary]

"Out, or in? Alfred's cooking," Dinah said hopefully, turning to the recessed elevator. "He does the best Thai food in the universe. Multiverse, even!"