The perks of dating a wizard don’t seem to balance fairly with the perks of dating a copywriter. Michael thinks he’s probably getting the better deal. It doesn’t seem to bother Wolfgang, though, so maybe he shouldn’t worry. At least he’s a very good copywriter.
“I guess it should be something that would be convenient to keep nearby while you’re sleeping. Does it have to be up near my head? ‘Cause, you know, maybe not my shoe in that case. Oh, uh…” He fishes around in the pocket of his jacket for a moment, then pulls out the black stone charm Wolfgang had made for him the second time they’d met. Its silver chain, still bright, pools in his hand. “What about this? Can you add more magic to it?”