"Sure, then. You won't see me advocating for classes."

Scott steps outside to make the call.

"Have you thought about artifacts?"

"What do you mean?"

"They can help a lot, even if you're as powerful as we think, you're still learning...my uncle can get you one."

"I'm not powerful, my other self was. Get me one? Like what? That'd be very kind of him." And very suspicious.

"I don't know, depends on what's out there. That's what he does, mainly."

"Get artifacts, really? How interesting. How are they made?"

"I don't know the details. Most of them are old."

"And the whole market works only with antiquities? No one produces new ones?"

"Not the whole market, probably. My uncle does."

"How much contact does your family have with other sorcerer clans?"

"We mostly keep to ourselves. Grandfather likes it better that way."

"Fair enough. Perhaps we will nudge that market a bit more after we reveal magic."

"You're going to upset everything."

Scott returns.

"I had to convince him not to break the speed limit, but he'll be here."

He beams at them both.

"Stiles is bringing handcuffs, but we can try to brainstorm the other ones in the meantime."

"There isn't much to brainstorm. For the levitation, we want Float and Windy. If we do cards, we probably want Illusion."

"You know," he tells Scott, "that still takes my mind straight to the gutter." And to Alistair: "Illusion is good as an all-around thing, yeah."

"What, handcuffs? You mean- oh. Oh. Yeah." 

"There was a card called the Mirror, I think? Maybe we can combine that with Illusion for a spell to do the saw and the box trick?" 

"A going-through-things spell would probably work fine for that, though."

"Do we know why the card has a limit on thickness? It could be hard to make a better spell."

"Could ask the Guardian Beast of the Clow."