Nick

You follow Nick into his room and he smiles as you enter.

"What's up man?" he says. He placed the deck of cards on the desk, next to a gleaming silver coin attached to a string. A worn top hat sat at the corner and a mysterious, ancient-looking tome rested open, revealing intricate symbols. A silk handkerchief dangled from the edge, ready for an elegant flourish. A crystal ball caught the light, exuding an air of mystique. Lastly, an assortment of colorful scarves spilled from an ornate box, adding a touch of vibrancy to the tableau.

"What's all this?" you ask, pointing at the items on the desk.

"Oh, that's all just stuff for my day job." he says.

"What's your day job? Wizard?" you ask and Nick laughs, his deep chuckle resonating with a hint of rugged charm. The corners of his full mustache twitched as his lips curled upward, and his black hair framed his face as if caught in the mirthful breeze.

"I wish, would make things alot easier. I'm a stage magician/hypnotist/party attraction," he says.

"Dang, I wish I could hypnotize people. That seems really cool." you say and Nick smirks, picking up the coin.

"Well, I don't actually hypnotize people, I just tell them to do things and since its mostly drunk people they believe they are hypnotized and don't have a choice." he hands you the coin, "Wanna try?"

"Sure," you say, "what do I do?"

"Okay, so tell me to focus on the coin and then count down from 10. When you get to 10, snap your fingers." Nick says.

"And that will get you hypnotized?" you ask.

"No, it doesn't actually work, but it's for the theatrics," Nick says, rolling his eyes.