Mage Casts Confuse

Bad Guys Need Flowers - Pt. 21
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Cal struggled into the back of Rog’s Hummer. “How can the biggest vehicle in the history of man not have comfortable seating for three?”

Rog: “Because it's the new Hummer HX, and because the ride is meant for me and a lady, amigo.”

Cal: “I don't follow the logic, but it’s good to see that your delusion replaced your depression, compadre.”

Rog: “I don’t speak Spanish."

Midnight (to Cal): “There are obviously much larger vehicles than cars… Wait…”

Cal: “I don’t know what’s going on.”

Midnight: “Never mind. The exaggeration wasn’t the problem. In referencing vehicles, you implied man, so you didn’t need that one phrase. ‘The history of man’ was excessive.”

Cal: “It always is.”

Midnight: “Yay! Much better.”

Rog: “Now I don’t know what’s going on.”

Midnight: “None of us do. For instance, why did we get into this car?”

Rog: “Because it’s awesome.”

Midnight: “Think it over, Rog. I’ll come back to you.”

Rog’s eyes glazed over, as he savored the moment. “She knows my name…” She ignored him.

Cal (shrugs): “To go somewhere.”

Midnight: “Better, but not so much. I’d like more detail.”

Rog returned: “To go somewhere awesome.”

Midnight: “Maybe, but are you basing the awesomeness of that somewhere on the fact that your car will be there?”

Rog: “Yes.”

Midnight: “Then you’re wrong. Cal?”

Rog’s eyes narrowed: “She knows his name…” She ignored him.

Cal: “To go somewhere with an answer.”

Midnight: “Maybe, but are you basing the answer of that question on the premise that an answer will be there?”

Cal: “No.”

Midnight: “Right. And why is that?”

Cal: “Because I still don’t know what’s going on.”

Midnight: “Very good. Let’s go, Rog.”

Rog: “Yes! That’s me! Where to?”

Midnight: “To the pool, of course.”

Rog: “Of course! I knew that.”

Cal (aside): “I didn’t.”