He seems to snap out of a train of thought when he hears her and Zatanna offers him an apologetic smile for having interrupted him. Oh, come on with that accent, this is so unfair. Why can't I be like ten years older? she finds herself thinking with an inward pout. The Southern drawl isn't just a Southern drawl, she realizes and while she's not familiar with its regional specificity, she still thinks it sounds nice.

"Good luck with that. Every time I think I've figured it out, some other crazy thing happens and I pretty much have to start all over again," she says. "Zatanna Zatara," she replies back to his introduction. "You can call me Zee, if you want."

She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, looking curiously back at him. "How long have you been here?"