John walked in fallowing the scents of all the oils and lamps she kept lit. That an fallowing the powerful pulse of magic in the back of the shop. John saw the table and the deck of cards. He needed her for this little team of misfits. Well, everyone but raven and fate. She and Dr.fate seemed to know what they were doing and surely the madam here right in front of him.
"Madam Xanadu. Nice to see you still thriving. How goes it here in the big easy?"