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The easiest place to meet Arthur was usually her home in San Francisco. It was, after all, practically on the ocean, and easy for him to come visit her. Especially if he needed to stay awhile longer and take a dunk in the water.
Today, though, Zatanna wasn't waiting inside her home. She was out on the beach. After taking a quick second to make sure that no one was watching, she muttered a few words under her breath, and a full on candlelit dinner had appeared.
Even kings of the seven seas needed to eat sometimes.
Zatanna had called Arthur here not to hit on him, though, or seduce him, but because she wanted to talk to him.
Just honestly talk to him.
There was a lot of history there, a lot of everything, and that deserved sorting through. Plus, there was the way that he had stood by her when the two of them had been in Hell, and, well...
That had been very nice of him.
Oh who am I kidding? I totally have designs on Arthur.
She snapped her fingers and the candlelight became a little bit brighter. The sun was more than halfway set, and as romantic as a candlelit dinner could be, Zee really liked being able to look at the face of the person she was having dinner with.
She brushed back a lock of hair and patiently waited for Arthur.
Today, though, Zatanna wasn't waiting inside her home. She was out on the beach. After taking a quick second to make sure that no one was watching, she muttered a few words under her breath, and a full on candlelit dinner had appeared.
Even kings of the seven seas needed to eat sometimes.
Zatanna had called Arthur here not to hit on him, though, or seduce him, but because she wanted to talk to him.
Just honestly talk to him.
There was a lot of history there, a lot of everything, and that deserved sorting through. Plus, there was the way that he had stood by her when the two of them had been in Hell, and, well...
That had been very nice of him.
Oh who am I kidding? I totally have designs on Arthur.
She snapped her fingers and the candlelight became a little bit brighter. The sun was more than halfway set, and as romantic as a candlelit dinner could be, Zee really liked being able to look at the face of the person she was having dinner with.
She brushed back a lock of hair and patiently waited for Arthur.