"Word is they never saw whatever it was comin', but that theory hinges on how firm your beliefs are on magic." He said it like he was talking about the weather, like it was nothing of real consequence.

"I'm still mullin' over those bottles at the Grey Gull. No one would have emptied them. If it was a statement, they wouldn'ta left the bottles.." More of 'Nothing Made Any Sense'. He hated it.

He shook his head at the question as he followed her towards the front porch. "No, never anythin' like this. This is shit I read about in science fiction books. Seems I'm askin' everyone this so might as well make it a habit - where'd you get picked up from?"