Anya hardly has time to register what Charlie is saying before she's posing for a photo. The picture isn't too great, but before she can actually see it, it's gone.

"Yes- I am, some very nasty witch destroyed my amulet, and it's not something to laugh at. You should be pitying me, offering condolences. It's awful being human and- what username? Are you on Snapgram?" She'd heard people talking about it.