"That sounds like the best interpretation, going by what's worked so far," Jack agreed. He hesitated for a moment, hoping that this didn't have to be a permanent exchange (though if it did, at least he knew it would be in safe hands) and reached under the material of his blue hoodie, pulling out the small drawstring pouch he wore around his neck. Though he didn't open it (Zatanna knew what was inside already) he held it out to her.

"Let's see if this works..."