tries to play it cool

"What is this?" The man asked, squishing the foam pad in his hand. "Where did this come from?" He was confused as to what the point of this trick was.

"Nothing! It's nothing!" Zatanna blurted. She crossed her arms over her chest to hide her deflated breast. "Now, moving on..."

"What's the point of a trick like that?" The man asked, still holding Zatanna's false breast in his hand. It made Zatanna blush to see a handsome man holding her falsie, but she had to try to keep this going, to shift the focus by doing another trick.

"W.. why don't you try reaching in the hat one more time?" Zatanna said, reading another spell. Circe readied her own spell, intent on exposing and humiliating Zatanna all the more!

The man tossed aside the falsie, reached into the hat and...