Across the room, Shayera and her friends are busy laughing their asses off. They've been downing tequilla shots, among other drinks.
"Is that the Supes?" Helena pointed her beer at Clark.
"No way. He's Frankenstein," Zattana broadcasted.
"Somebody go up to him and say, I think you have a screw loose, Clark." Shayera quipped, the girls laughed wildly. Shayera almost sprayed her cosmo at them. Lois, dressed as the bride of Frankenstein, noticed the noise coming from their table. She smiled in their direction.
"That's nothing. Look." Dinah pointed at Flash with her vodka. He was dressed up as, "J'onn the Martian!" the girls said in unison, and they exploded into bouts of laughter. Half the crew and leaguers were genuinely afraid of the Martian. Wally was wearing a bad replica of J'onn's attire. He grinned at them, holding up an okay sign with his thumb. Beside him, Beatriz dressed up as a zombie, just like her bestfriend, Tora.
"If somebody dressed up as me, I won't hesitate to use this machete," Helena quipped, prompting another choir of laughter from friends.
Zattana dressed up as Regan, the possessed girl in The Exorcist; Dinah as one of the female companions of Count Dracula, complete with hazel brown eyes and flowing white dress; Helena dressed up as a skinny Jason from Friday the 13th with the hockey mask and machete.
Shayera dressed up as Morticia Addams with dark hair and dark lips. The body-hugging black dress she's wearing emphasized her figure in all the right places. The black number flowed to the ground, hiding her feet. When she walked, it appeared like she was gliding. She asked Zattana to turn her hair black, but she didn't want to lose the wings as her friend suggested. She wanted Diana to be able to single her out of the crowd.
Scattered all over the room, Dr. Fate dressed up as Michael Myers, the Question as Leatherface, Captain Atom as a glowing Pinhead, Elongated Man as Chucky, Pat as Freddy Krueger, Courtney as another zombie, Dr. Light being Japanese dressed up as Sadako; Hank as Jigsaw Killer and Don as Ghostface, and many others.
Shayera has been scanning the room for that particular Gomez Addams, two mistaken identities later, still no luck. She decided to look for Tora instead, and by now her tally adds up to nine zombies. Shayera almost gave up when out of the corner of her eyes, she found a pair of Gomez Addams and a girl zombie having a laugh. Her heart sank a little bit. They look like they're having a good time. Farther to their left, John and Mari are dressed as Egyptian mummies. John looked surprised when he saw Shayera.
Diana has been keeping an eye on John, in case he found Shayera first. She noticed his expression change; she followed his gaze and found Shayera staring back at John. Diana felt dismayed to have witnessed that.
"Hey, you want to do jello shots?" Tora wanted to see the Amazon's breaking point, if she's lucky, she just might.
Diana chugged on her drink and mumbled, "Let's do it."
Tora held Diana's arm and lead her to the open bar. Shayera doesn't appreciate how close Tora was walking beside Diana.
"You guys want anything from the bar?" Shayera asked her friends. She left before they can answer. Shayera was hot on Diana's tail when Ghostface appeared before her.
"Hello date," Don takes off his mask and flashed Shayera with his pearly whites, "Been looking for you."
"Who me? I'm not that hard to find. I'm at the rowdiest table," Shayera winked, "Sorry I gotta go." She sidestepped Don, only to come up against a couple of mummies.
"Shayera," Mari tugged at John's arm.
"Mari, you are a vision in mummy wrapper."
Mari laughed, "Look at you, no other Morticia can top you. Didn't Diana dressed up as Gomez Addams?" Shayera could have sworn Mari winked at her. The couple noticed Shayera was craning her neck to the bar behind them. They turned to see Diana and Tora taking shot after shot, inciting cheers from the crowd that was starting to form around them. Shayera took this opportunity to get away.
Diana has already downed six shots when Shayera appeared on her left, "Hey husband." Shayera lay it on thick, batting her eyelashes, "Care to get me a drink?" Diana turned to see a pair of emerald eyes.
"Shayera, we're doing jello shots. Want to join? Whoever gets hammered first, loses." Tora answered her.
"Challenge accepted."
Shayera and Diana was staring at each other. Dinah appeared behind them, putting an arm around their necks, "Partying without us huh? How about we all take this to our table?"
Black Canary- Dinah
Huntress- Helena
Ice- Tora
Fire- Beatriz
Dove- Don
Hawk- Hank
Stargirl- Courtney
STRIPE- Pat