Bob weighed his options and considered this offer. It seemed mostly safe, and probably was, in the long run. If anything went wrong, Brian was picking up both the blame and the tab, which was reassuring and gratifying. "I'd appreciate it," he said finally. "Thanks." His eyes flicked to the stove behind Adam, then back again. "Your potatoes are about to boil over. You might want to see to that," he added, nodding to the pot. Hopefully he'd be able to make a hasty exit while the other wizard was occupied.