Zoe dropped into her usual seat and pulled out a handful of small rocks. She kept a few in her pockets for times when an annoyance didn't require a bullet, and when she was twitchy and needed to do something with her hands.
She tossed one at a wastepaper basket in a corner. "How would Gotham like it if we wandered into their territory sometime."
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