( GRAZE ) grazing mine’s shoulders with their fingers.
It wasn't her typical bar the two had found themselves at, following Danny's suggestion, but Zatanna couldn't complain about the drinks, nor their prices. Besides, it wasn't a bad way to wind down from one hell of a long week.
Danny had excused himself a minute ago to grab a refill. It had given Zee a good chance to pull out the blotting papers and do a quick fix up. The evening had slowly been getting more... friendly.
As she felt fingers trace her shoulder, for a moment she was startled, nearly dropping what was in her hand; Her eyes glanced up, and saw Danny though, and her shoulders relaxed. She tucked her things back into her purse, then looked up at him again, a playful grin on her face.
"You know, a lady could get the wrong idea about where tonight is going," She teased.