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I smiled up at him. "Thanks. What does it do?"
"I'm choosing option two."
I remembered the option game and laughed. "Too late, Cortez. The deal was that you had to tell me last night. You're home now, so the scroll is mine, option-free."
"I would have selected an option, had you not distracted me from my purpose."
"What, my listing the options prevented you from choosing one?"
"Most effectively. Option two."
"Hand it over, Cortez."
He thumped the scroll into my outstretched hand. "I've been robbed."
"Well, there is a solution. You could get me another spell."
"Greedy," he said, steering me to a quiet spot along the wall. "An unquenchable thirst for spell-casting power and variety. This does not bode well for our relationship."
"Why? Because you're just as bad as I am?"
With a fluid two-step, Lucas moved from my side to my front, and turned to face me. He arched one brow.
"Me?" he said. "Hardly. I'm a disciplined and cautious spell-caster, well aware of my limitations and with no desire to overcome them."
"And you can say that with a straight face?"
"I can say everything with a straight face, which makes me a naturally gifted liar."
"So how many times did you try my spell?"
"Try your spell? That would be wrong. Grievously impolitic, not to mention impolite, rather like reading a novel before you wrap it as a Christmas gift."
"Twice?"
"Three times. I would have stopped at two, but I had a modicum of luck with the second effort, so I tried again. But, sadly, a successful cast eluded me."
"We'll work on it. So what does it do?"
"Option two."
I socked him in the arm and started unrolling the spell.
"It's a rare gamma-grade sorcerer ice spell," he said. "When cast upon an object, it acts much like a beta-level ice spell, freezing it. However, if cast upon a person, it induces temporary hypothermia, rendering the target unconscious. There were four options, weren't there?"
"Three...no, the movie theater makes four."
"Four options. Ergo, if I provide you with four spells..."
"Now who's greedy?"
"I'm only asking whether the implied promise of one spell for one option could be reasonably translated to mean four spells would get me--"
"Oh, for God's sake, pick an option already. It's not like you wouldn't get any of them anytime you wanted."
"True," he said. "But I like the added challenge of attaining it. Four spells for four options."
"That wasn't--"
