[h1][b]Las Vegas, Nevada[/b][/h1]
It was after the showtime and finally the day. Zatanna was ecstatic, despite her father's dismay. But, of course, duty calls. Zatanna narrowly dodged a blast from Minister Blizzard's ice gun. "Etativel!" She called, which in turn pulled her into the air. "Father, can't we just end this and go?" She was impatient with the seemingly lengthy battle (even though it had been hardly five minutes). 
"Calm herself, we will depart shortly," Zatara answered his daughter. He raised his hand towards the villain as he shot another blast. "Tcelfed!" He cast, causing the blast to urn around and head back towards Minister Blizzard. The villain growled and jumped out of the way of the deflected attack. "Mrasid dna etativel retsinim drazzilb!" After the gun was ripped away from his hands, Minister Blizzard was lifted into the air with no way of returning to his feet. "Sepor Niartser!" Ropes appeared out of thin air to tie around the villain's body and capture him. Zatara placed him back onto the ground as he floated back to his feet. 
"Tlem eht eci dna wons!" Zatana called, raising her arms. Anything that had been frozen melted, the water from the ice and snow building up. "Etaropave eht retaw!" Once the water dissipated, she landed beside her father who was waiting for the cops to take Minister Blizzard away. "Soooooo...now that the baddy has been caught, we can leave now?" She chirped, clasping her hands together as she grinned up at him. 
Zatara sighed, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose with his gloved hand. "Of course, my dear," he said, lowering his hand to smile at her. "Today is the day after all."