Quentin nodded. "I don't, uh, know what I would...I mean, I guess I can do stage magic as well as real magic. Like, cardistry and stuff. Well, sort of. It turned out I was bad at it and just using spells to cheat," he said with a little smile. "Like, unconsciously. Hopefully you can at least get dinner at work," he said, eyes drawn down to Eric's...whatever.