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The Aerie One is a common enough sight at the Cooper farm - it barely raises an eyebrow for a massive jet to use the remaining roads as a runway, not when there's still a castle and a cruise ship towering over the fields.

Zinda is lounging in a deck chair by the fold-out stairs, in a very glamorous but utterly impractical bikini, with a giant pair of sunglasses and a cocktail.

Her cocktail has an umbrella in it. It's traditional.

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"Y'know," Zinda says, sipping delicately at her drink and looking incredibly innocent, "Skipper did say somethin' about that once ... Ra's al Ghul? Really?"

[serinusniger]

Oh, it's like that, is it?

"Yeah, I made a bad judgment call," Dinah concedes casually.

"Least he wasn't gay."

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Zinda sighs wistfully. "But the fancy ones are just so darn pretty. It ain't fair."

[serinusniger]

"Nothing to say you can't look."

Dinah fails at PC in her own special way.

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"Just as well," Zinda agrees mournfully. "Such a tragedy."

[serinusniger]

"Maybe we should both get ourselves guys," Dinah agrees. "Are there singles clubs in Hawaii?"

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"If there aren't, we'll set some up," Zinda promises her, grinning.

[serinusniger]

"Because nothing says vacation more than haranguing the local men," she agrees. "I knew I like you for more than your piloting skills."

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Zinda offers her a lazy high-five.

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Dinah returns it.

And wonders how she can get a drink without getting up.

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It's a knotty problem.

Zinda sips her own drink, blissfully.

Mmmmmmm, it's delicious.