Zatanna had been recruited to perform two magic shows. No big deal, it was her job after all. She was in between show currently but still in costume. Sitting on a table, Zee absently shuffled cards as she looked around. The magician sighed, that feeling of something wicked coming it hadn’t gone, lingering, unwanted. Her demon problem was take care of but something was still wrong. A sound took her out of her thoughts. “What the hell?”
“Aw, c’mon... I’m not even dressed scary.” Quill huffed, offended by the beautiful woman’s horrified stare cast on him--but not really. He took hold of his Footloose Kevin Bacon inspired suit collar and gave it a small flick, as if to brush this off and also express how not-scary the threads were. “We almost match, huh? This silly carnival can’t have you spooked so bad. Ya need help with something?”












