Powers That Be. Xanadu wasn't sure that she liked that phrase. It sounded almost too passive.
The waitress left to get their order started and Xanadu sipped from the glass of ice water left behind after her fingers had gently searched it out. She put the deck of tarot away, not hesitant to ask but deciding to look when she could spend more time privately.
"People we know?" It sounded unlikely and there were plenty of people Xanadu did not want to run into: The Phantom Stranger, Batman, John Constantine.
"I think we're better off assuming we're on our own until fate shows us otherwise."