0011 ☆ video ☆ december 10th, early afternoon.
[Despite it being a little chilly, Zatanna's dressed in the usual attire outside the Creeping Crypts. She's behind a table set with cards neatly lined in a row. There's a good view of a small crowd of people... who she happens to be heckling.]
This here's a straight game, but if it'll quell your fears, I'll play with any deck! [She's making an awful big ballyhoo for something she claims to be legit. She flips over all three cards, showing the Queen of Hearts, Ace of Clubs, and Jack of Spades. She turns them back and makes a point of tapping the Queen as she chats and switches the cards around with deft hands.] Keep your eyes on Her Majesty, she's the one you want to woo. The men'll do nothing for you, believe you me, my friend.
[She abruptly stops. The foremost man mumbles to himself how he's certain it's to the left and motions to it before changing his mind to the middle.] You sure about that, pal? You seemed so certain it was to the left... [He hesitates, but sticks to his guns and Zee flips the cards over. It was, indeed, to the left.] Aww, too bad. Better luck next time!
[And she smiles at the camera, sugary-sweet. Suspiciously sweet. Sickeningly sweet.] Anyway, I'll be performing at the winter festival. I can't currently afford to pay stage hands, but I could use a few. Stage time is minimal, if even. Having the ability to follow directions is imperative. Preferably over twenty-one and with some experience as a showie. Someone interested in getting to the field is also a big, big plus! I'll buy you a drink or five and if you do a good job, you'll be called when I get back into the swing of things. If you're interested in the position, please swing on by and we can chat. [By which she means come over here... why don't you... hurr...]
This here's a straight game, but if it'll quell your fears, I'll play with any deck! [She's making an awful big ballyhoo for something she claims to be legit. She flips over all three cards, showing the Queen of Hearts, Ace of Clubs, and Jack of Spades. She turns them back and makes a point of tapping the Queen as she chats and switches the cards around with deft hands.] Keep your eyes on Her Majesty, she's the one you want to woo. The men'll do nothing for you, believe you me, my friend.
[She abruptly stops. The foremost man mumbles to himself how he's certain it's to the left and motions to it before changing his mind to the middle.] You sure about that, pal? You seemed so certain it was to the left... [He hesitates, but sticks to his guns and Zee flips the cards over. It was, indeed, to the left.] Aww, too bad. Better luck next time!
[And she smiles at the camera, sugary-sweet. Suspiciously sweet. Sickeningly sweet.] Anyway, I'll be performing at the winter festival. I can't currently afford to pay stage hands, but I could use a few. Stage time is minimal, if even. Having the ability to follow directions is imperative. Preferably over twenty-one and with some experience as a showie. Someone interested in getting to the field is also a big, big plus! I'll buy you a drink or five and if you do a good job, you'll be called when I get back into the swing of things. If you're interested in the position, please swing on by and we can chat. [By which she means come over here... why don't you... hurr...]