“Ah.” More magic. New York City was quickly climbing the charts of weird places to live. “A magician once turned my cousin into me,” explained Lois with a shrug. “I was in Mexico at the time so I never really understood the specifics of it.” She was pretty sure that magic played a role in some of her other adventures. The ones that she couldn't remember when she woke up. She wondered if that would happen here. If she would wake up back in Smallville and not remember ever being in New York City.
“Sounds like a challenge.” Lois imagined people flying on brooms, reaching out to catch various balls, while trying to remain upright. People must fall a lot in that game. Or, she supposed, they would have to have really good balance. She took a guess, “And the goal is to catch them?”