"In my bag there's a pale green potion," she told Hecate. "You should drink that and rest. We'll be at the border soon."
Morgan drove safely, drawing no more attention than anyone else on the road. As much as she delighted in making a scene, she needed all of her magic at her disposal.
When they had joined the lines of cars exiting the country, moving swiftly enough to not be annoying, Morgan said, "hand me those papers from my bag?" The papers she was referring to - one of the only 'papers' in the bag, was two cut sheets of fine card, blank on both sides. Hecate, with her lack of magic, probably couldn't even tell that they had power vibrating through them.
When the guard asked to see their documents, Morgan - with a sweet smile - handed both blank sheets across. The guard looked and them and then looked at both women in the car, comparing their looks. Morgan told him "my sister and I are just making our way home."
He nodded and put the documents onto the scanner behind him before returning them Morgan. "You both have a nice day."