"You are really committed to the historical reenactment thing. You didn't say you wanted a computer up front, sweeten my deal, sweetie."

"I said 'could I have a computer containing the complete written works of Nelyafinwë Maitimo etcetera etcetera.'  You just assumed I meant something more sensible because what I actually meant was ridiculous. I have something else for you but it's worth way, way more than a computer, want to owe me a favor later?"

"I don't think that works, like, magically, but I can owe you a favor minus a paperclip or something."

"Okay." He pulls out a small leather bag. 

He sticks his arm in it up to the shoulder.

"Inside's bigger than the outside. Volume of a bathtub, approximately. You can't make it, I did it with parlor tricks, it took ages."

"With parlor tricks? You're pulling my leg."

"Try to make it."

"I think you're doing, uh," she scrambles for a word, "prestidigitation, not that you're trying to pass off techy space-folding."

He hands her the bag.

She peers into it.

"The fuck," she says. And she tosses the little chip she made into the air and catches a little computer and hands it over, still staring into the bag.

"Thank you!" he says brightly. "You owe me a favor. Have a lovely day."

"You too, Parlor LARP."

He is confused. He sends her home. He goes and rejoins Miranda in London and after a few more house visits takes her home too.

Her introduction of Muggles to angels has gone very smoothly considering what a weird thing it is to be doing!

"I have some ideas for this but I want to run them by Cam."

"What are they?"

"I want to convince the Anglican church to have children summon an angel as part of their first Communion and then pull some shenanigans such that wizarding Britain remains convinced this is Muggle superstition."

"That sounds very hard and will work for a maximum of two years whereupon a Muggleborn first year will notice wizards think it's fake and blow it open."

"Not if it's sort of ambiguous whether it is fake. I'd need cooperative angels but I bet I can befriend some."

"I still think it requires too many people to keep secrets."

"Who, aside from the angels?"

"Anybody who has to draw up most of the circle, so, at least the bishops."

"I was imagining they would know that they were setting everything up for the kid to summon an angel, and also that this shouldn't be widely spread because people'd bother the angels."

"If they thought they had a good reason to bother angels, who can be summoned to every first communion to do nothing much..."

"Then they'd summon the angels they have a summoning circle for, who'd have to be ones who wanted to be doing this anyway."

"Cam probably can't introduce you to angels, how long do you think it'll take you to find interested angels going through them at random - enough of them to cover all the churches - don't angels ever take baths or otherwise not want to be on call -"