"Christ!" Zatanna nearly screams in shock as the smoke finally clears.

You're a cat. She's turned you into a cat. It'd be cute, if she weren't on the verge of tears and trying to churn out an apology through her whimpers.

"Just--just give me a second. Can you understand me?" She asks you, peering down into what you've become. She's so sorry. The two of you were just looking at spells. She didn't think this would happen.

This is not how she wanted to get to know you. She swears.