Abra Cadabra?

[tim_drake_robin]

Zatanna's digs in San Francisco are less ominous than Shadowcrest, not that 'ominous' got to a teen that lived in Wayne Manor and hung out in the cave under it..when he wasn't sneaking around Gotham and beating up drug dealers

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[zatanna_z]

There is something startling about getting yanked from one city to the next mystically, without purposely doing so, that can make even the most experienced magic slinger blink twice. Zee is definitely no exception. She was ready to start hurling energy bolts around until she realized she was in her house (DUSTY house) in San Fran and that she had set up that spell for whenever anyone important knocked on the door or rang the bell.

She spent one moment putting her face into her hand with a sigh then went to answer the door. Seeing who was standing on her porch shot her brows up a bit in further surprise.

"Tim? Hi!"

[tim_drake_robin]

Grin.

"Hi Zee! Can I come in?"

[zatanna_z]

"Oh! Sorry." She smiled and stepped back, holding the door open. "Of course."

She was dressed in civvies, though more for Gotham in February and not San Francisco which meant jeans and a sweater. Fortunately she had a thermal shirt on under it so the sweater was tugged over her head as Tim came in.

"I'm not -ngf!-" yay, static hair! "sure, but there's probably soda or something in the fridge."

[tim_drake_robin]

Tim comes in and looks around. It's a habit. Check the exits, Check security, blah blah blah and so on.
Outwardly it looks like a few curious glances and then he's done. He drops his backpack off near the front door and follows Zee in.

"I'm good with water actually. I don't have wacky meta genes to keep me at my A- game, so I just keep the food simple.

I'm sorry to drop in like this without calling."

He pauses,
"Hey I didn't drop in at a bad time or anything did I?"