Re: Las Vegas
Zach takes a long sip of his tea, collecting his thoughts.
"It's about the ebb and flow, isn't it? Magic's been picking up speed the past few months. We're hitting a swell in the cycle of it. Not a new Age, thank goodness, but important to be ready for."
He sets his cup down, snatching up a scone and taking a vicious bite out of it. "And here stewarding Shadowpact was such an easy gig... well, vacation's over I suppose."
He pulls out his phone. "Bruno? Yeah. You're clear for the night.
No, no shows for at least two weeks.
Yes, I know they'll be mad.
So call the girl.
Oh for crying out loud... she's a cute teenage girl in a skintight outfit. The audience won't care if it's an pure escapist act rather than an illusionist one. Just tell her to hold the explosions. The Bellagio's insurance isn't as expansive.
Fine. I'll be in touch."
He looks back to Craft. "And? Walk me through whatever's going on that forced you to swallow your pride and come scurrying to the World's Greatest."
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