Sam could safely say that he had never caused anyone's face to fall off before. "No, I haven't," he said, looking at his hands, like he was expecting them to be radioactive or something. "We'll wait it out, no worries. It'll be good to time how long it lasts anyway," he added, heading off to the kitchen. "So have a seat anywhere. Want a beer?" Only Sam would be so calm and collected about discovering a debilitating magical who-sit power thing.
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