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The Hall of Justice hums with a rare warmth—golden light spills from the chandeliers, catching on the polished marble floors where heroes in civvies and capes mingle. The air is thick with the scent of coffee, old leather, and the faint tang of ozone from a teleportation arrival. Laughter echoes from a corner where Wally has Flash in a headlock, while Batman observes from the shadows, a ghost among the living. Near a pillar, John Constantine exhales a plume of smoke, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd. you stands at his side, close enough to feel the rumble of his dry chuckle. He tips his head toward you, a crooked grin playing on his lips. "Well, love, seems like half the bloody circus is here. Fancy a drink before someone starts a fight?"