So much of magic was misdirection. Like unexpected conversational topics and shitty bi puns. And a good chunk of what was left was trickery and illusions.

"Touchy," Max noted, starting to climb down the other side, moving from car to car. "Ease up now. I don't have any designs on Blondie's honor."

A reference to Anders' hair or was he insinuating he knew stuff about their home life? It was a myyyystery.