If it worked once....

Vanessa took a few careful breaths, biding her time while keeping the wand at the ready. She waited for the perfect moment... and staged a repeat of her first accidental fire.

As the woman farthest from her raised her coffee cup to her mouth, Vanessa let loose a bolt of energy from the wand, and watched as the liquid inside splashed across the stranger's cleavage; a warm, sticky surprise staining the woman's skin and lavender blouse alike. Feigning surprise, Vanessa grabbed a handful of napkins, along with her purse, and walked over as if to help, painfully aware of the unrestrained wobble of her bare backside facing the shop window as she stood up.

Damn! Vanessa thought, keeping a brisk pace over to the other table; the trio were taken aback, but the man still wasn't moving enough for Vanessa to swipe the sweatshirt. What's more, if they saw her coming, it wouldn't take their eyes long to wander to her scantily clad lower half. In the split second, Vanessa did something a bit mean, but that she knew would take the eyes off of herself. With slightly practiced aim, Vanessa pointed the wand at the other woman's chair, and watched the woman's skirt flap up as she fell backwards as her seat dissipated into nothing. This did the trick, the other two looked away and the man leaned forward in his chair, just in time for Vanessa to walk up behind him, toss the napkins onto the table, and nap the sweatshirt before hurriedly turning and walking away.

She started power-walking away, quickly draping the sweatshirt around herself, breaking into a run as she heard an indignant and confused "Hey!" from behind her. As the cafe door opened, the same woman she'd caused coffee to splatter over was walking out, and Vanessa nearly stumbled!