Aktamun and Kari
Kari had to resist the urge to laugh when he talked about his eyebrows, especially since he seemed to be serious about it. Her mind wander to Seamus Finnigan from the Harry Potter films and all the disaster he had with his spells exploding. Aktamun had a familiar enthusiasm for magic that she'd seen in someone else. She quickly forced the thought out of her mind, not wanting it to bring down her evening.
"Patron god?" she asked and then glanced down to touch the pentagram she wore on the neckalce that hung down in front of her. "Uh, my friends and I would refer on Ostara most of the time. She's an old German goddess. We called on the Horned God for a spell once, but that's it. Should I have a patron god?"