Elaine awarded Lyra with a smile and a nod. "Good memory. He would put the emphasis on the The of course- Merlin The Wizard, most powerful that there ever was. He runs a comedy club now, with Thalia, the Muse. We've been before a couple of times, haven't we John, dear? They do excellent cocktails, but then you'd expect that from a potion master."
She felt a bit happier discussing people than the metatext to her own existence, as she cut out pastry leaves to lay around the edge of the pie. She tried to stay away from too much introspection, as it made her feel a little edgy after a while. After all, she'd had three different faces and personalities over the last ten years. She hadn't always been this self-aware.