"Eh?" He barely looked up as he was distracted and trying to shake off the flowers that continued to sprout up on him. A few had even dared to make their way to his sleeves. The audacity of them! "Oh, quite all right. You kids and your showers, that'll work just fine.. can't expect everyone to master the art of magic." Judging from his current predicament it was hard to tell if he'd ever mastered it either. In fact, it was probably amazing he'd gotten them here in the first place.
He finally managed to get one annoying flower off his shoulder before giving the girl a smile. "No problem at all, my dear. Glad to be of service. It's what we white wizards do, you know." Unless they were secretly evil, but he wasn't. Of course, if he were then he wouldn't actually know about it since it was a secret. He'd have to keep an eye on him, just to be sure. "But there is something you could do for me..."
He leaned forward, his voice low, his expression dark. "Could you tell me what my name is? I seemed to have misplaced it and I can't find my post its."