"Hey. Here, take them so we don't have to waste time once Alistair gets here."

He hands Sadde the cards they discussed, pocketing the rest.

"Oh we are very much wasting time, here. We're doing a show."

He takes the Cards anyway.

"So what exactly did I miss while you guys were replaying the day?"

"Stiles, we already went over this."

"Yeah, I didn't ask you."

"Not a lot, we spent most of the time planning. I never asked, how did you ever manage to get captured by the Erase so close to midnight, that second time?"

"I was thinking we could just avoid that. Discretion is the better part of valor."

He rolls his eyes. "Of course it is. I think we managed to make Alistair hate you guys a bit less."

"We talked things out. We're basically best friends now. Sorry, Stiles."

"You wound me. I'm totally broken inside."

Alistair takes the opportunity to arrive.

"Are we ready to get the ball rolling?"

"Ooh yes. Stiles, how's the technical side?"

"Technical? I'm handling it."

"Okay. I think we're ready then?"

"Alright. Change!" He holds the Card up high and it glows and turns his clothes into a stage magician's suit. "Ladies and gentlemen!" he calls out. "We are gathered here to prove to you that magic is real!"

Most continue passing them by, but a few ladies and gentlemen and assorted others stop to watch.

"Hmm... how about this." He grabs a few pieces of paper from a backpack and says, "By the power of the Wind, under the Moon's guidance, let my Voice carry steady and true! Let me be heard, let me be noticed, let not a word be misunderstood! There, this is better," he says, his voice amplified. "Ladies and gentlemen! We are gathered here to prove to you that magic is real!" he repeats, his voice much more audible and clear even though it's not coming from an electronic amplifier or anything like that.

A few people begin laughing and stop to watch the show.

One guy flips him off.

He winks at the guy and grabs a Card: the Change, his own. "First of all I'm gonna do a variant of that trick everyone knows where people change clothes extremely fast behind a screen. This variant will have no screen at all!"

Oooh.

Aaah.

Someone has come to watch!

He winks at Kit, too, and says, "Change!"

His clothes start glowing and now he's wearing a gorgeous pink frilly dress.

Kit claps, and a few surprised audience members join in.

The man from earlier has apparently elected to be personally offended by these proceedings and shouts, "Looking good, princess!"

Alistair looms vaguely in his direction but doesn't go any closer to him.

"Thank you very much! I think I'm dashing in this dress, myself, but maybe something else..." And his dress glows and changes into motorcycle leathers, complete with a helmet. "Ooh, sexy."