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"This is Zatanna.  

Evael a egassem."

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[Zatanna was incredibly glad she was facing away from him right then, if only so he wouldn't see the look on her face. She knew there was a degree of playful teasing to his words, just as there had been from the very start, but something about the way he said it...]

[She gave a low 'hmm' in consideration, trying to sound as casual as possible in return:]

I don't know, Robin.

Porkins.

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[And here is the difference between boys and girls, or maybe Zatanna's maturity level versus Robin's. While she is probably blushing to the side, feeling sentimental about the whole situation, Robin is having a different reaction.

That's not to say that there's not affection in his teasing and some meaning to it, there is. But the way she delivers those last couple of lines? He is cracking up laughing.]

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[Exactly what she had been hoping for; his laughter broke the most likely one-sided tension, allowing her to relax enough to let out her own fit of giggles.]

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[Still laughing but he has more control.] Okay, okay. Think I can shoot for being a fraction as cool as Han Solo? I might not shoot first but I do throw water balloons first.

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I think you've got a decent chance.

...wait, water balloons? And me without my super soaker.

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You might want to ask Artemis about the water balloon incident sometime.

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[Oh, she is so curious right now.]

You attacked Artemis. With a water balloon.

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That's a possibility. I may have also ran faster than I ever have in my life.

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Wow. Risk-taking and major high-tailing it skills.

You might be Han Solo after all.

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And not bad with the ladies either?

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I dunno. How many are we talking here?

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Oh, you know.

[Spreads his fingers out and looks like he is counting off on his fingers. Whenever he taps one to count, he curls it into the palm of his hand. When he gets to his pointer finger, he points to her.]

Just the one.

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Lucky girl.

She must be pretty special.

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She is.

[Smiiilles.]

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[She smiles up at him]

Very smooth, mister.

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If I want to be like Han Solo, I've got my work cut out for me.

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Right.

First, you need a Chewbacca.

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Does Wally count?

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[She bursts out laughing at this, actually bending over for a moment to catch her breath]

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I am going to check that as a yes. What else do I need?

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[Once she's done wiping the tears from her eyes, she manages to stumble out:]

I d-don't know...

...now I'm just picturing Kaldur as Lando and the image won't go away.

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[Now he's laughing because she's laughing so much.]

I feel like we have a Halloween group project in the making.

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[Who needs Mike and the bots?]

I might have to support this idea.

So you'd be Han, Wally would be Chewbacca, Kaldur would be Lando...who else?

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[He's not even paying attention to Mike and the bots.]

I feel like Superboy would be Episode II Anakin and M'gann would be Padme. You'd of course be Leia.

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I think I could rock that metal bikini.

[She jokes, just to get a reaction out of him, before adding:]

...or, you know, the white dress and cinnabun braids. Those are cool too.