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