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Metropolis is basically, yeah, Zinda's favourite place. It's hopping with life, people and parties and shops, and it's crammed full of folk who know the world's ended and just want to party.

Which suits the Birds fine.

Chaney's is a well-known meta club in Zinda's world, and apparently that much held true through the apocalypse; the inside is crammed full of humans and metas both, dancing and drinking and making a hell of a lot of noise. Zinda would really kinda like to be inside with them. Where the hell's the rest of her party?

Goldy and Claire should be out of the bathroom any time soon. Dinah and Babs are still off somewhere doin' something. It's not like Spoiler and her Not-My-Boyfriend-Zinda-Okay to be late for a rendezvouz; vaguely, Zinda's beginning to worry for anyone in their immediate vicinity, should they have found trouble. But everyone'll turn up soon, surely.

In the meantime: there's a tall, statesque blonde in uniform with a ridiculously short skirt, leaning on the bricks outside Chaney's and surreptitiously lighting a cigarette while the Skipper's not around.

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"You love me." Dinah gives Zinda a tight squeeze. "Why else would you babysit so me and Babs could have special girltime?"

"So I can fly your plane," Zinda says, grinning and squeezing back. "Why else?"

"Which reminds me," says Dinah. "You and me are going on a vacation. I wanna check out some records in certain cities around the world. Anywhere you really wanna go?"

"Hmmm... Egypt," Zinda suggests. "I always wanted to see the Pyramids."

"Sounds good," Dinah says. "Cause I have a huge list and I need you to fly me everywhere."

"Only for you, chickadee."