Harley pressed one eye shut and stuck out her tongue in mock thought. "Mmm... I'm in the mood for some other girl scout in a mask and cape tonight..."
The transformed Zatanna snapped to a salute, back rigid. "Aye-aye, boss-ma'am! What flavor?"
"Surprise me," Harley smiled, reaching over to pinch Zatanna's cheek. "An' one other thing: get her in thirty minutes or less, an' you're gonna get a big raise!"
Zatanna squealed in delight, arms raised. "I won't let you down, boss-ma'am!"
With that, the shapely former heroine poofed off. She reappeared in a section of - where else? - Gotham City that a certain someone was known to stop by regularly on her nightly patrols. Right around this particular time, too...
And sure enough, that certain someone appeared within the next five minutes, beating off a hapless mugger. Zatanna grinned to herself. Boss was going to give her a super-duper big raise!
The former heroine whispered an incantation to herself, and with another poof, a pizza box appeared in her hands. The classics were best, after all.
She looked up again, and saw that the certain someone was busy tying up the mugger for the police. Which meant that her back was turned on the devious magician-slash-delivery girl.
"How perfectly perfect," she breathed to herself. Somewhere, Harvey-Dent-as-depicted-by-Matt-Wagner felt the sudden urge to file a lawsuit.
And with that obscure reference out of the way, let's continue...
Tiptoeing, and barely able to contain her large grin, Zatanna sneaked toward her quarry. Once she was less than a foot away, she cleared her throat.
"Special delivery!"
The heroine in question jumped at the sing-song voice, and had whirled around in the blink of an eye. Once she got a good look at the former heroine, her look of alertness turned into one of confusion - it seemed that she hadn't yet recognized Zatanna in her
new getup.
For extra effect, Zatanna held the pizza box out in front of her and rattled it enticingly. "C'mon, hot and fresh and delivered in less than thirty minutes!"
"I didn't order any-"
And that was her cue. Quick as a cobra, the former heroine reached over and popped the lid open. A large cloud of purple gas enveloped her quarry's head entirely.
The poor sucker didn't have a chance. She was out like a light in seconds.
Zatanna clasped her hands together in glee. Boss Harley would be absolutely ecstatic; more than once, she'd heard that the clown had the hots for...
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