*The Black Dragon Pub, Outside Gotham*
The pub is empty, saved for the horned, blue-skinned bartender. The others will be here soon -- maybe even more than expected. He knows others have felt the same rumblings he has since Wotan returned.
Fate and Zard enter in silence, neither making any effort to disguise their presence. The bartender nods, and they take seats at the table.
Fate and Zard enter in silence, neither making any effort to disguise their presence. The bartender nods, and they take seats at the table.