[She laughs again, a bright and easy sound, twisting around in the loop of his arm to point her wand at the door.]
Don't need keys. [Surprisingly, she's got focus when she uses her magic, and the door locks without blowing up instead. The wand gets shoved away and she stumbles cheerfully down the stairs into the main shop and out the doors, which lock themselves once they're shut.] Why're you still sober? Not on, lieutenant.
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Don't need keys. [Surprisingly, she's got focus when she uses her magic, and the door locks without blowing up instead. The wand gets shoved away and she stumbles cheerfully down the stairs into the main shop and out the doors, which lock themselves once they're shut.] Why're you still sober? Not on, lieutenant.