Who: Dinah and Barbara Where: Clocktower When: April 21, after Zatanna’s texts Summary: Dinah goes to check up on Barbara. Because that is what friends do.
There were lots of reasons that Dinah loved her motorcycle – but right here and right now if you asked her why she loved it, she’d tell you it was because it was so much easier to park than a car. Having parked the bike in a spot that no car would have been able to fit into, Dinah had left it and hurried off to her destination. The Clocktower and Barbara’s apartment.
She pressed the buzzer for the apartment with more force than was necessary. She knew that Barbara would know she was there, would have most likely spotted her coming a while ago, but she still pressed the buzzer. If Barbara didn’t let her in this way, well Dinah would make sure she got in somehow. The anger that was behind her pressing the buzzer as hard as she did wasn’t reflected at Barbara. Far from it. Dinah was pissed at the universe, the Joker, and Arkham right now.
“Hey Barbara, come on let me in.” Dinah was talking to herself a little there, and also talking to Barbara if she happened to be listening.