"Well, Miss Zatara, the long and short of it is, I've been hired to watch your back for an allotted period of time. A contract was taken out on your life and the person in question basically sent the Boba Fett of Hunter-Demons to take you on." John says.
"The demon in question is especially adept at killing your kind." John says.
"Granted, seeing the shows is great and while I'd love to say that I'm being paid an exorbitant sum to stick my limey neck out for you, but the truth is, I'm also bein' paid to collect data on you for someone else who might try to kill you in the near future. I /am/ a fan of your shows, though. So, that's why I've been to 'em all." he tells her.
"Oh, you actually have to accept my help in order for this to work. You can tell me to go take a leap and then I'd have to leave and not look back. Of course, you'll be dead within two days at the earliest, but this is one of those 'we don't want it said we held a gun to your head and made you say yes' sort of things, luv." John finishes.
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