I read between the lines on that one and picked up a lot of distaste. Natural talent, looking for instruction, often looked for it with the entirely wrong people and were thoroughly disappointed in the results. At least, that was how it often worked for wizards in my world.

But somehow I imagined she'd had something similar.

"Right, except not one run by, y'know. New-agey people who've mistaken their religion for actual supernatural abilities. Or D&D players who take their game a little too seriously."

It's possible I'd had a few encounters with magic groups, "arcane orders," and "secret societies" like that. A chapter of the Ordo Templi whatever, a few Wiccan or Druidic organizations. Actually, several of them had asked me to come speak to their groups or even join. I'd universally refused, despite one of them offering me money in the wake of an incident on the Larry Fowler show.

Sometimes I think I'm too honest for my own good.

"This place has legit magic. I could make a fireball if you want proof."