[She milks that charismatic con artist smile out of him - boyish, devilishly charming and acting just a wee bit coy. The kind that has led many unsuspecting souls to hell like lambs to the slaughter. Her earnestness is probably the only thing that's keeping their relationship strictly whipped cream.
'I knew a girl like you once. Sweet and innocent lass. Damned her to hell. Wonder how she's doing these days.' Pleasant conversation, no?]
I'll take care of 'em for you. You buy me a drink - a real drink. We'll call it even.
[If he mentioned it, Diana would mount a mission down to save the girl. No innocent deserves to be there. She would know, though she is far from an innocent. An incline of the head]
I think I can agree on that matter. Perhaps more than one drink, even.
Oh, giving away my trade secrets? I don't know about that... [A small chuckle. He nurses his milkshake before lifting his gaze to meet hers.] I suppose I can share a couple if you promise me you won't show anyone else. [Like a certain Master Wayne for example.]
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[She never really studied magics. Maybe she should have. And then, casually:]
Well, they are not terrible lines.
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'I knew a girl like you once. Sweet and innocent lass. Damned her to hell. Wonder how she's doing these days.' Pleasant conversation, no?]
I'll take care of 'em for you. You buy me a drink - a real drink. We'll call it even.
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I think I can agree on that matter. Perhaps more than one drink, even.
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[Yup. Definitely amused]
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Your secrets are safe with me.