Melinda returned his smile with one of her own. "I think that sounds brilliant," she said hopping off the table.
The trainee stopped her and gave her a few more directions, as well as a salve to put on her forehead if any itching should occur. Once she assured the other witch that she'd come back if anything else began falling off, she looked at Roger, threading her arm through his.
"Come on. I think I really do need that drink now."