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WHO: I'll get back to you on that.
WHERE: Outside the City, at Diana and Zee's place.
WHEN: 3 PM on Sunday, May 20th.
WARNINGS: I'll get back to you on this, also.
SUMMARY: See this post.
FORMAT: Respond however you want.

It shouldn't come as a shock to anyone that Zatanna's house is even bigger on the inside than it appears from the curb. It also shouldn't come as a shock that the backyard is the same; while it's normally rather large, she's put forth a great deal of energy into making it big enough to hold a waterpark. It also isn't visible from the front yard or around the privacy gate. If someone were to take an aerial photo, all they'd see is a moderate-sized empty yard full of shrubbery and a patio set. There's obviously no reason Mitch shouldn't attend in a speedo, right?

There are tables of snacks and drinks, some of which are alcoholic -- but don't worry, if anyone under 21 grabs one, it turns into ginger ale. As boasted in her text, there is, in fact, cake. Two different kinds (neither with nuts just in case someone has allergies), one vanilla and covered in strawberries and the other a fancy-looking, layered chocolate. Both were bought from a little hole-in-the-wall bakery several blocks from her home that she and Larsa have been frequenting.

Though it is her birthday, Zatanna is playing gracious hostess, while wearing a very fitting swimsuit and occasionally toting around a cat or two.

This is sort of open. Feel free to tag in with whatever. c:

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[Dude, it is normal pool party attire. As if James is going to be without his low slung trunks and Hawaiian shirt when there's sun to soak up. He'll be topless again later anyway.]

I didn't think I'd ever see the day of seeing yourself less than fully clothed.

Well, you never really tried, either. [Sorry, James, that one was too easy to pass up.] Hell, you actually almost didn't today. I was coerced into this getup.

Can't sat I've ever had the urge to see you undress before, I must admit. [Get out.] Who managed to force you into that?

Certainly not enough to notice this is different from the norm. [Heh heh heh.] And what can I say? My partner's a fusser.

Your partner? [He is so behind on network gossip.]

Renee Montoya. We're in business together. [Gosh, not that kind of partner!]

Ah, I know of the name. You two work together? What is it you do again? [As if he doesn't already know, pfft.]

[Vic figures he's a low enough priority for enough people to buy it, though.] Investigations.

And what are you up to these days?

Enjoying a few weeks off, if I'm honest. It's rather nice.

Figure everyone needs a break. Got anything in mind for the future?

Somewhat. It's in the works at the moment. I'm sure it'll all work out soon enough.

That's the sort of thing you can sort while you're taking the time to clear your head. Lets you approach it from a fresh perspective.

Exactly. I'd tried starting it all up some time ago and it proved next to impossible between work, women and sleep.

Never underestimate the power of focus. Once your mind's free to it, there's no telling what it can't accomplish.

Much as that sounds like New Age quackery, you'd be surprised what kind of truth it can hold.

Wise words, my friend. And it's amazing how much freer one really can feel after some time well spent with a woman.

When it works out, sure. Congrats on that, by the way.

Mm, she's very good in bed. [This is clearly what he was congratulating about, right?]

[He lets that one hang in the air a moment, his hands slowly shifting to his hips again.] Figure so.

...But that was never the issue, was it?

[A lazy shrug.] I suppose it wasn't. It's amazing how a woman can be good for something more than sex in this day and age.

[That was a joke. Probably. ... Hopefully.]

[His eyebrows raise and his smile strains.] Mm. Who would've thought?

It's unthinkable that I somehow manage to avoid it with most of the women I know but still find something to talk about.

[James should get an Oscar for his impressive performance of pure shock and awe.] How on earth have you managed that?!

[He chuckles.] Sociologists and pop psychologists the world over have been asking that same question.

[Of course, the fact that his two closest friends are lesbians lessens the mystery somewhat.]

I suppose I could learn a thing or two from you and your women. At least, I'm sure there's a lesson to be learned about it.

Could be. But a lesson's effectiveness largely depends on how receptive you are to it, how much you'd want to apply it.