Ghoul's grin falters at her statement. He's about to question her, but before he can, she goes right on ahead and shows him.

And he's just god damn tickled by it. Magic is one of those things that will probably never get old, no matter how many times he sees it. "Aw, shit, look at you! You could run every dry cleaner in the city out of business like that." She should absolutely do it, Ghoul wouldn't even charge her for the idea.

Well. Not much, anyway. Only something like 40%.

Then again, maybe she shouldn't. Something about the way she leans and breathes has him asking, "You okay?"