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[whitewitch_thea]

Thea Harman could tell you a lot of things. She could tell you how to sense a tree's life force. She could tell you how to heal one. She could speak tales of demon possession and masks buried beneath rosemary bushes - so that she would never forget

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[slasherofprices]

A tall man in a suit stops by Thea's table and proclaims, "Those look like the world's most delicious chocolate chip muffins."

Simon Skinner's superpower for today? Stating the obvious! It's a common trick of his.

[whitewitch_thea]

Truth is, that's a power that can come in mighty handy sometimes. It was certainly enough to charm the young lady sitting before him. She slipped a slender finger between the pages of her book and smiled widely.

"Not quite, but you can try one." She wasn't planning on eating a whole basket...if she could help it.

[slasherofprices]

He does specialize in charm, does ol' Skinner. He picks up a muffin--grinning that charming little grin of his, of course--bites into it, and reacts as one would if eating Campbell's Soup™ (except without the "good" at the end).

"Delicious. Did these come from the bar?"

[whitewitch_thea]

And she specialized in charms of a more literal kind, they already had something in common!

"I made them. Not as good as the ones my aunt made, but you can't be good at everything in life." Thea responded, as though imparting a wisdom that no-one could possibly figure out on their own. Forgive her, she's been surrounded by wisdom-spouting old ladies her whole life.