[Sorry, Clarice, Tommy's just too good at being fast. The portal is a neat trick - flashy, the sort of thing Billy might go for, if he gave up teleportation and took up portals as an alternate method of transportation. Neat trick, but it doesn't slow him down much, though he does return to the site of the attempted portal-ing once he has a new package in hand, smiling broadly as he whooshes up to Clarice and points to the air where the portal was moments before.]
Whoa. Did you do that? [Obviously, Tommy.] You a witch or something?
( There's a pause where she weighs up whether or not she wants to feel offended. She's been called worse, actually. But this is the first time someone's assumed it was magic rather than genetics. ) I'm a mutant. ( And Speedy Gonzales here, well. Let's just say Clarice has a feeling. ) It's my superpower. I make portals. And apparently destroy lamps.
( What is she gonna do with half a lamp now? This is ridiculous. She doesn't want to be the asshole who delivers broken items with the cheery, sarcastic sticker attached. )
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Whoa. Did you do that? [Obviously, Tommy.] You a witch or something?
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( There's a pause where she weighs up whether or not she wants to feel offended. She's been called worse, actually. But this is the first time someone's assumed it was magic rather than genetics. ) I'm a mutant. ( And Speedy Gonzales here, well. Let's just say Clarice has a feeling. ) It's my superpower. I make portals. And apparently destroy lamps.
( What is she gonna do with half a lamp now? This is ridiculous. She doesn't want to be the asshole who delivers broken items with the cheery, sarcastic sticker attached. )
You're the new guy, right? Timmy, or something?