Re: Zatanna + OPEN
Zatanna's face lit up when she caught sight of Bruce Wayne entering the gallery... only to fall when she noted the twigs he held on each arm. Models, of course. What was Bruce Wayne without a hot female entourage? Nobody knew since he always seemed to have one. She'd tried to be practical, really, because she knew he was out of her league with his old money, fortune 500 business, and ridiculous good looks. But did she have to be reminded of the fact that her crush would remain unrequited every time she saw the man? It just wasn't fair!
Wishing not for the first time that she'd had the foresight to pick up a drink the last time she was near one of the trays floating around; Zatanna didn't notice the popular District Attorney until he was practically upon her. "Thank you," she said, shaking his outstretched hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you." It was, too, and she forced herself to focus on that fact instead of the extremely eligible bachelor ignoring her. "And, please, call me Zatanna," she added with a wide (if slightly forced) smile.
There was a waitress carrying wine nearby and Zatanna waved her over, taking a glass of white wine from her tray and gesturing for the DA to do the same. "I'm glad you could make it, Mr. Dent," she told him sincerely. "I have to tell you, I'm a huge fan of all you've been doing for Gotham. So many people talk big but you--" she shook her head-- "you've really followed through with your actions." She sipped her wine with a smile. "It's quite refreshing."