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[drunktexting]

the drill, you know it

Comments

[backwordscompatible]

Don't sell yourself short. I'm sure there'll be plenty of chances for you to do it again in the future. You might even grow to like it.

[wallman]

Don't go crazy now, Z.

[backwordscompatible]

Then don't DO anything (too) crazy.

[wallman]

Well I wouldn't if I had proper supervision.

[backwordscompatible]

Should we put Red Tornado on speed dial?

[wallman]

How about Black Canary instead?

[backwordscompatible]

Hey, if you're up to her literally wiping the floor with you, I've got some popcorn in the kitchen.

Also, what is it with you and blondes, anyway?

[wallman]

[Would he get any of that popcorn?]

Me and blondes? I don't know what you mean.

[backwordscompatible]

[Of course not. He'd eat it all.]

You have a habit of getting beat up by them. Physically and Verbally.

Why? What else could I possibly mean?

[wallman]

[But they could always get more!]

I have absolutely no idea. [He has every idea.]

I was just checking your sanity. You passed.

[backwordscompatible]

Thank goodness. I was holding my breath the whole time, waiting to find out.

Lucky for me I can hold my breath for a while.

[wallman]

Right. Don't get cocky, though. It was a close call.

[backwordscompatible]

You do remember I'm not only a teenage vigilante AND a magician by trade, but my dad was Giovanni Zatara himself, right?

My life is all about close calls. I'm not scared.

[wallman]

Those sound like famous last words to me.

Say goodbye to your sanity, Z.

[backwordscompatible]

okay

Goodbye to your sanity.