"Well, yes, but..." he trails off. No matter how much he likes Rus, he absolutely cannot discuss with him that silent magic is as possible as wandless. "...But that doesn't answer why it works," he finishes plaintively. "It makes no logical sense that it should do anything, any more than the wand motions or anything else."
"No one in green--oi!" He waves away the fog as he goes to collect the darts. "Bit more tedious without accios, this," he comments, smiling, "but I suppose it means fewer sharp pointy flying objects to dodge."
"Exactly, but I suppose they'd be noted even if we were farther north, what with the not looking like insects and being bright blue." He sighs. "Pity." Making a face, "Cheese on corn chips, toasted, often with chiles and salsa and refried beans and olives and ground meat and guacamole on. It can be an enjoyable social food if done well, but here I suspect they simply spray 'cheese' on warmed chips out of a can."
Severus picks one up with a paper napkin, saying, "I don't want to try them; I did say about their being all grease and skin." He sniffs, and puts it back down, making a face. "Cayenne. Powdered.. I might have expected they wouldn't use decent peppers. Do you want your pickled eggs hot, by the way, or gingered, or the normal recipe?"
People at least used to wait until after Thanksgiving. :( Do you think we'll go back to that when the recession ends? Ok, good! I saw Michael Moore's Capitalism yesterday. It focused heavily on home foreclosures. Then I got home and there was a tax-related threat to take my car, because I'd been having mailbox problems and apparently hadn't gotten their first letter. It's not actually a problem, but it was something of a one-two punch. And to add insult to injury, one of the cats did something disgusting. Lovely evening it was! I was supposed to watch Crash for class, but I defy anyone to knowingly watch that movie while having that kind of day...