Nodding a bit, Sebastian knew not all supernaturals worked. Some didn't need to and some just didn't care... they made their slaves work and bring in money. That wasn't the way his family worked. Sure, they had a good sum of money in the bank that was compounding interest, basically money making money for the family. However, his father and mother and even his siblings all excelled at different areas of witchcraft and chose to work in those respective areas just to keep boredom away.
"I never did master the art of making daylight rings. I'm more of a potions kind of man... Healing potions, love potions, that sort of thing." Sipping on his coffee and breaking off a piece of his croissant, he sat back again and chewed his food.
"Never could master any of the instruments my mom forced me to try. More power to you. I'll have to come by one of the shows here one night and check out the scene." Sebastian sat up a little straighter and put his coffee down. He gave the other man a small shrug.
"Meh... the usual. Partying too hard, drinking too much, blacking out, the usual."