Diana wasn't actually stupid. If there was one area where she had the most experience, it was dealing with women.
At work or school, once dozens of girls were gathered under one roof, they started forming cliques and playing mind games with each other. The Amazons might all be female warriors, but with so many people crammed onto one small island, could they really live in peace every day, with everyone getting along harmoniously?
Did anyone seriously think Paradise Island was some secluded utopia, a paradise on earth? Just thinking about it made it obvious that was impossible.
As a former princess and, for a time, a leader of Paradise Island, Diana knew exactly how women could be. She had merely been too lazy to get involved and pretended not to see it; that didn't mean she failed to understand.
Zatanna's situation was simple. Her family and friends had come over, and she was just showing off how good things were between her and Zha Kang.
Some might ask how complaining to your best friend and dragging her into cursing out your ex-boyfriend counted as proof of a good relationship.
But that was only the surface. The crucial point was that Zha Kang was right there. Zatanna wasn't badmouthing him behind his back; she was saying it to his face. That alone showed intimacy.
And don't forget where they were. This was the Dreaming. Diana had known before entering the room that the two of them had deliberately picked this place to enjoy its beautiful, fantastical cartoon scenery.
If they had really fought and fallen out, would they still have been in the mood for this? They would probably have gone their separate ways long ago.
Still, knowing was one thing. Since getting together with Deathstroke, she had learned a