At the question, Zee looks her friend in the eye. She might be drunk, but she's not too drunk to sense the weight of the question to him. It's important to him that he knows that she understands what could potentially go wrong and, as she does understand, she's more than happy to oblige.

"I'm in especially if we get caught," she whispers back. "I'm not letting my friend get hauled off all alone like that. Besides, it's been a while since I've had a good reason to fight." And, as it stands, Zatanna is actually a pretty damn good fighter. Black Canary taught her well and she might've picked up a little bit from Robin, too, seeing how he utilizes his trapeze skills and mirroring it with the bit of gymnastics she took when she was younger. Tumbling while fighting is actually pretty effective, she's learned.

Admittedly, though...she really wishes she had her magic. That would make things much easier. Then again, it would sort of negate the purpose of this mission in particular...

A sly grin passes over the teenager's face and her eyes shift over toward the buffet table. "I'm in."