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Zatanna Zatara ([info]i_kaeps) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
Dinner with Jack had been a night to remember, for certain! She'd even marked it with a little tick mark on her calendar. Shut up! She's a woman, after all! His voicemail had been sweet, and she kept that too...though she'd bribed Jensen to help her transfer it to her laptop (and therefore to her iPod), not allowing him to ask questions and swore him to secrecy by threatening to transform his clothing into the bunny suit from A Christmas Story the next time she knew he was with Fred.

But the roses, cheesecake and the note were the cherry on top of it all. She smiled as she read the note while Shadowcrest took the roses from her to arrange throughout the house for her. It did a much better job of it, and its attention would ensure that they to lived longer than she ever could manage. The cheesecake was nibbled on appreciatively as she wrote back.

Jack,
Thank you so much for the roses! You should know Shadowcrest won't let me touch them for fear I'll kill them instantly. The cheesecake is, of course, divine but next time maybe you should bring that yourself so you can enjoy it with me.

I would love to join you for dinner! Let me know what time I should be ready and how to dress.

Sincerely,
~Z

PS: I hope your thing with the City goes well. I don't plan to attend. He's a dick.


She contemplated how exactly to send the note to Jack. She could be obvious and have it delivered by a guy on a bike. She could send it by dove. Finally, she decided on something more intimate and just between them.

A whispered backward incantation made it disappear from her fingers and reappear with a slight vibration in his suit coat pocket to get his attention. And when he finished reading the note the teeny bit of magic she'd charmed into it would leave him with the sensation of a light, phantom kiss to his cheek.


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