"I haven't either. I sincerely doubt she'll care."

"Has she written a lot of it?"

"She's written some. Mostly she writes poetry, actually, but when she gets a really good idea or hears one she'll branch out into prose."

"...No. No we did not."

"Did you have one in mind?"

"Well, Fridays are traditional, or it might be a good way to celebrate tomorrow if the experiments go well."

"Ooh, celebratory curry. That sounds good to me."

"Tomorrow it is."

"I was also going to bring tea to brew with our magically boiled water."

"...That's a great idea."

"I thought so too! What kind of tea do you like?"

"I enjoy most kinds of tea, but I like green the best."

"Ren has some of that. I'll bring it."

"Wonderful. Should I bring something to go with it?"

"I also considered instant cocoa, and couscous. I don't take my tea with anything, if that's what you mean; do you?"

"I was thinking more along the lines of teacakes or something."

"Ooh, cakes. Sure."

"I'm so excited. We're going to do magic."

"We are! We are going to... boil water... with magic. And once that works there will be no stopping us."

"The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, after all."

"But with magic, the first step is into a racecar. ...I was hoping that would come out better."

"In your case perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the first steps are a running takeoff into the air."

"Ha. Even if I'd already had a lot of flying practice I would be hard pressed to get aloft before I fell if I tried to run."

"Oh, right. Maybe magic can fix that, too."