[Mia tosses her brother a smirk, clinking her glass against his as the "here heres" course through the room. Glasses clink together and the room is filled with the warmth typical of a Star City holiday at the Queens.
As the conversation resumes, JJ slips out the back door, a familiar file burning a hole in his pocket. He has work to do.]
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As the conversation resumes, JJ slips out the back door, a familiar file burning a hole in his pocket. He has work to do.]