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It Happened in Casablanca

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“They know someone here will have papers for them,” he assured her after placing a drink order. He’d only sip at it to blend in. No booze since Steve couldn’t remember when he’d eaten last.

Part of Steve wished he dared give them to Rick, but he hadn’t spoken to the man in years. Rick hadn’t picked a side back then, and that was something Steve couldn’t forgive. You fought for what you believed in, and if you didn’t believe in anything, you weren’t trustworthy. He frowned when he spotted the mercenary owner of the café on the balcony above them, looking down at his domain.

“There they are.” Steve sat up straighter as a tall, lanky man entered the café with a drop-dead gorgeous woman. He recognized Laslo from photos, but it was the first time he’d see his wife. “She’s a lot younger than he is. I wasn’t expecting that.” He took a sip of his drink and noticed the look Rick was giving Victor and Ilsa. “Well, that’s interesting.”

Diana turned to look at the couple who had just walked through the door. She didn’t know what she expected them to look like, but it wasn’t that. Ilsa was indeed beautiful, so much so that she looked, or so Diana thought, like she belonged on Paradise Island rather than in Casablanca. Rick certainly seemed impressed with her.

“Do you want to get their attention now, or should we wait until they’re done talking?” said Diana, motioning towards the Laszlos and Rick. “Have they met before?” she wondered. “It seems like maybe they have. Or maybe everybody here just happens to know each other.”

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It Happened in Casablanca

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“They might not be here yet,” he said as he placed his hand on the small of her back in a very proprietary way. They didn’t have that sort of relationship, but in a place like Casablanca, Diana would be much better off if people thought they were together. A single woman would be a target, whether she could take care of herself or not, and Diana did all right though she was no Wonder Woman.

“But we can wait inside. Get something cold to drink.” Steve tugged at his collar, feeling a bead of sweat run down his back, which was something he seriously hated. He escorted her through the door into the lobby of the club where he handed his hat to the coat check girl. A brilliant smile and a ‘thanks doll’, and they stepped into the main room of the club.

It was crowded. Men and women sat at tables listening to the piano man who rolled about collecting tips and taking requests. There were tables filled with the French police force that watched over the city, and others filled with German officers who spend their time following orders and pushing everyone around. Steve Trevor hated Nazis and hoped he got to punch a few before they were done.

“Table for two?” a skinny French guy asked. “This way, Monsieur.”

Diana was taken by surprise when Steve placed his hand on her back, but did not say anything. Instead, she smoothed out the skirt of her white dress and they followed the French maître d to a nearby table. After sitting down at the table, Diana leaned across it.

She looked around the room and saw so many people, some civilians and some German soldiers and officers. Diana knew that the Germans were up to no good at Rick’s, and she wondered if she’d have to run off and turn into Wonder Woman in order to help Steve on his mission.

“Steve,” she said, lowering her voice so that no one other than Steve could hear her over the music and the noise of the crowded cafe. “I haven’t seen the Lazslos yet. Do they know we’re coming?”

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It Happened in Casablanca

“Why couldn’t Casablanca be somewhere cooler?” Steve mumbled in Diana’s general direction. He was grateful for the shade his fedora cast over his eyes, preventing the glare of the desert sun making it harder to see. But he didn’t appreciate how hot it was to be wearing a suit and tie. At least he wasn’t in uniform. That would’ve been horrible.

“Rick’s Café American is a couple of blocks down from here.” He paused for a moment after a trio of kids rushed past and between them, checking to make sure his wallet and gun were still where they were supposed to—as well as the travel papers that would make it possible for Victor Lazslo and his wife, Ilsa Lund to get out of Nazi controlled Europe. Not that he was thrilled to be there either, but they were in less danger, at the moment, since no one knew they were spies.

“You doing OK?” He didn’t know if Diana Prince was prepared for the heat, but he knew she’d be fine with their mission. He was also slightly jealous that she got to wear a dress, because she had to be a hell of a lot more comfortable than he was. “The papers we stole will work for them, and our secondary set, from HQ, should get us home too.” He hoped.

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“I’m fine,” Diana replied with a nod.

They turned a corner, and Diana saw the restaurant Steve had mentioned, Rick’s Cafe American. She could hear music coming from inside, and it looked like there were a lot of people seated and enjoying themselves.

“This must be the place,” she said, adjusting her glasses. “Are you sure Mr. and Mrs. Lazslo are here?”

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Look at *how excited* Steve is to watch Wonder Woman save the world!

– Wonder Woman #10 (1944)

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“You look a little lost. Do you need directions?” “That’s an awesome outfit.” “How’s the chicken? I can’t decide whether to order it or not.” “Excuse me, I think you dropped this.” “I don’t know a single person here…”

Flirty:

“Wow, I’ve never seen an angel before…” “You’re the hottest person in this place.” “I saw that. You just checked me out.” “Hey, can I get your number?” *wolf whistle*

Confrontational:

“You’re in my seat.” “What are you staring at?” “You just stepped on my toe!” “Who do you think you are?” “Keep it down, will you?”

Dramatic:

“Get down - he’s got a gun!” “Help, I need medical attention!” “Just kill me now!” “I need a ride! Please!” “Are you crazy? It’s too dangerous!”

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“Hello, Steve Trevor. I’m here to rescue you.” | DC Bombshells #4

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Animated version of my Wonder Woman in No Man’s Land illustration :)

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“Great Hera! What’s that?”

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“Nothing from you specifically,” the Doctor told her, “But I have been around for 1500 years and have seen the darkest parts of the universe. I have lots to hide.”