"Um. Sure." Summer nodded as she reached for his card. Christopher would hate the whole idea, but he didn't have to know. "Thank you for your help. And for not being upset about the mind thing..."
She read his contact information and blinked in surprise. Doctor? Looked like she was going to meet interesting people on this stop, after all.
From her bag, she pulled out a flier for her magic show. It had a glossy picture of her in her stage costume on the front with the show date and times. She scrawled her cell phone number on the back of it and passed it to him.
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