Eddie shifted in his seat as he tapped his fingers on the counter. He didn't like this part. Serious wasn't a good look on him. He looked down as his beer, empty. No escape.
He looked back up at her, "I play tricks on people. And overly fizzy beer spraying in someone's face or slam a door behind someone and watch them jump. All classics," the sarcasm fell flat, "but when I get caught they roll their eyes and laugh but their eyes sit a little narrower when I walk in next." He pull out his wand and attempted to refill his beer himself, nothing, he forgot the ward that Lisa had cast when she opened the place. "I like the tricks but whenever someone narrows their eyes I'm a little bit more reticent to introduce myself is all."