[All grown up and that was a trip. Dinah didn't feel old but seeing Stephanie look like she kicked ass and took names with the big girls brought home every bruise and every sore spot from every hit she'd taken in the last month. She eased back out of the hug, smooth leather and without a sign of worry or ambiguity over how the hell Steph had gotten the jump on her by what looked like half a decade.]
Information packets. [Handwave: both to dismiss the notion of a how-to guide (she didn't do how-to guides) and to order more tequila.] Oracle reads the info packets, I'm just the muscle, kid. [Grin.]