"A trade school of sorts. We're demonstrating there's lots of money in it, anyway."

"Yeah. Though the more we increase supply, the less money there'll be, after some point. That's probably a long way off, though, especially once the market expands to six billion people."

"I think only some things work like that but I've never actually taken an econ class."

"Me neither. I've read some books, but they didn't all agree on everything and I don't know what magic is most closely analogous to anyway."

"Maybe I should audit a 101."

"That sounds like a lot of fun if you have the time."

"I could manage, my hours are flexible."

"Nice. Runecasting tends to expand to fill all the time I let it have."

"It's convenient you're into it, imagine being the second to last dragon in the world and wishing you were, uh, bowling."

"Oh, wow, yeah, that would be awful. And the same goes for you, now that I think about it."

"This is true! I don't wish I was bowling."

That's because she's extremely cool. "I'm really lucky I met you. I should do something nice for that magic store guy."

"Really? I'm not confident I could have an interaction with him he'd enjoy even if I tried."

"I said I should, not that I know how. I suppose I could walk into his store and buy something in the most boring way possible, but that seems so . . . contrived."

"Contrived?"

"It's like . . . people don't generally think of buying something from a store as doing the store owner a favor, right? So it's like I'm making up an embarrassingly low bar for myself."

"I guess."

"I'm overthinking it and I don't need to come up with an answer this minute anyway. Also it's getting pretty dark, want to head somewhere it's daytime?"

"Sure. Where to?"

"I haven't been back to Massachusetts in a while; we could get lunch in Boston?"

"Sure. I've never had clam chowder."

"That shouldn't be hard to find!"

Nor, thanks to the magic of the internet, are the coordinates of an alley in Boston. In which Margaret should appear as an invisible human, so she doesn't fill the entire thing.

Bella lands human and invisible too; doesn't want to brush a dumpster with a wing and smudge her feathers.

Yeah, that would be gross. Out of this less than pleasant alley and off in search of restaurants! 

"Have you been to Boston before?"

"Nope, not even on a layover. I've been westerly all my life. What are must-sees?"