morethanjustacassidy:
[Stepping out of Sal’s and losing the handful of napkins she’s carrying to the breeze] Dammit–Hey! Grab those–Ah, it’s no use. They’re gone, and I’m now a person who litters. [Muttered mostly to herself]This is what happens when you don’t have magic, Aubrey, get it together.
Oh, boy. I’m sure if we sprint for a second, we could pick up a few at the very least. [ stage whispers in her general direction ] I hear you on the ‘no magic’ front, though. Everything feels slightly off without it.
















