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zarataz (zarataz) wrote in silverage,

"I am boggart clean and free," Zee announced. She smiled and turned to pull open one of the many drawers in her dressing room table. She pulled out a bottle of white wine, a little after show tradition she had. "Thanks to you. They're fascinating, but I can't have them running around here."

She started rustling around for some wine glasses. That was the nice thing about the 1960s: one never had to look far. One of the show's assistants had left them to the side of her table. "It took me about six months to get over the hesitation at offering this, but when in Rome-- do you want a glass? I swear, everyone here's already an alcoholic." It was a wonder there wasn't more liver failure, to be perfectly honest.

"So..." she started pouring a glass for herself. "Can I ask you about where you're from? There're so many new magics in this city."