Ari has completed the enchantment of a very nice sword for his client. After some cooing over him being cute about a boy and some distress about him being cute about a vampire, Sally taught him the window enchantment (it's actually quite simple, you just jargon jargon wizardry words that don't make sense) and sent him on his merry way. The sun has finally set, and he's strolling past the Magic Box deliberating over whether to go in and see if they'd like some shiny rocks.
Mark kisses back, also enthusiastically. "I missed you. Which is a little ridiculous, it's only been eight and a half hours. But I missed you anyway."
"So did I, I wanted to visit but you were probably asleep and I didn't want to interrupt. Did you sleep? How'd you like the renovation?"
"The renovation is lovely. You're lovely." More kisses. "I may get an actual bed now that I have somewhere worth putting it."
Then he ruins it by bursting out into extremely undignified giggles. "Shit, I can't do that long enough for it to work. Sorry Mark, you're going to have to make do with vague implications about beds."
"We're kind of in the middle of the street," he notes after an acceptable amount of kissing. "Do you want to check out the Magic Box? I need some stuff for the enchanted windows."
But maybe one more kiss first.
Maaaaaybe two more kiss.
Three more kiss. Then Mark is set on the ground and led into the Magic Box. By his hand, which is coincidentally being held by Ari. How odd.
"Is there anything you want?"
Ari goes up to the counter and begins haggling with the confused highschooler behind the cash register about whether he can pay in tumbled quartz. She retrieves her manager, who hashes out a deal.
Ari grins, counts out crystals from a pouch in his backpack, and pecks Mark on the lips before putting the bottles in his backpack and exiting the store.