Let the Magic Shine [Zee]

[wally]

Players: Zatanna, The Flash
Location(s): San Francisco Theater
Plot Summary: The Flash heads over to visit an old friend and willing to lend a helping hand.

Once again, another out of town trip. Wally was truly so lucky to have Linda. She was the best wife anyone could ever have. She was so understanding when he went out of town. Well, the fact that she could handle that he was a hero constantly putting himself in danger for others made her so amazing. And as much as he falsely flirted, he was so happily married to this one woman.

He was still allowed to visit with the heroines he had worked with for years. The red head was trying to be a little normal today. He had heard about one of Zee's shows and wanted to support her day to day magic. It was always good to see others having a life outside of the hero business.

He slipped passed one of the guard's emerald eyes glancing left, right, and every other way. Yeah, he could just go through the walls, but what fun was that? He was practicing his ninja skills. With enough practice he might even be able to sneak up on black clad best bud for real, not just appear there. Oh, the joy of seeing the surprise at being beaten at his own game.

Wally stopped once he got to a door with Zatanna's name on it. Dressing room! Bingo. Right place, hopefully right time. The speedster hoped she was in, preparing for her show. He rapped on the door, still watching the hallway. He came all this way; he didn't want to get thrown out on the street after all this hard work sneaking around.

[Zatanna]

"Yes, Zachary, I'm positive that your stage manager isn't a warlock." Zatanna sat, poised in a chair that had her name scrawled across it in her dressing room, before the standard - albeit cliche - mirror ringed in round yellow bulbs. While the woman continued to talk on her cell, she monitored a host of brushes, makeup utensils, and curling irons that floated around her head, making her ready for the performance that was to come. Zee had been pleasantly surprised to get a call from her cousin. Their relationship hadn't been exactly "Brady Bunch" to start off with, but after a bit of hard work on both their parts, they had actually gotten fairly close.

Zatanna rolled her eyes, trying to force sternness into her voice while biting back the urge to laugh. "I'm aware of the incident, Zach. You can't preform a divining ritual on a man, and not expect him to notice." Zee knew the producers of her cousin's act, and as such, she was often called upon to manage the unruly younger magician. "Your manager "neglecting to partake of the memory wiping potion" that you sneaked into his water bottle does not make it his fault." The Mistress of Magic reached over and caressed the stem of a bouquet of flowers that had been delivered.

Other such offerings were all over her meager dressing room, making it resemble more a florist/candy store than what it actually was. Zatanna's return to San Francisco had been highly publicized, and was supposedly the "talk of the bay." Zee snorted at a joke that Zach made over the phone. Or, at least, she thought that it was a joke. Even for her it was hard to differentiate between the young man's sarcastic statements, or actual attempts at humor. "Just try not to do magic on unwilling participants anymore, eh, sport?"

"No. I will not stop calling you "sport", sport. Threaten all you like." Zatanna perked when a knock came to her dressing room door. "Sorry, sport. Gotta go! See you later, little cousin." Zee ended the call, straightened in her chair and called for the person at the door to come in. Probably just Stacey to make sure she was magically applying everything to her standards, or Theo telling her how long until showtime.