"Is there any way we can help?"

You don't want to give the receptionist too much false hope, but this is your best idea to learn more.

There's a long pause.

"Not an action movie Eoin. Serious shit."

"the fuck should I do, this is too much, 1st thing came to mind"

Another long pause.

"You should tell Blake not to try that here. You should keep your nose clean, they stay out of college business if they can."

You think about this. It's scary, but at the same time you want more details.

Another message interrupts your thoughts: "but if you meet a world-class thief send him my way lol"

You suspect she isn't really laughing. You glance at the blonde, "Blake," who you haven't dismissed yet. Your mind races with all the tricks that a summoned or vanishing person could manage, even if spoken instructions are needed. Plus, in some ways, your power is a form of stealing.

You wouldn't download a car, you think, mimicking the tone of your annoying uncle in your head. You weren't familiar with the meme or whatever he was quoting, but you were already "downloading" women, so fuck it.

You compose a message to Ella: "Now YOU stay quiet, but Blake picks pockets like a pro. What kind of thief do you need?"