"Stop telling lies about me," Wolfgang responds, directed at Sinclair. "I'm a scary and powerful wizard."
They are still, mind, in their jammies.
"Hold up." They rise, and head to the door, which they open, and reach into their pocket, pulling out a piece of chalk. (Was that always in there? Who knows.) The figure they draw on the outside of the door is fairly crude, but still recognizably an eye: an almond shape with two circles inside, and six lines for eyelashes... it's chalk, it will wash off. For now they close the door. "The Evil Eye," they explain, "reflects bad vibes, man."