Don't tell her what you know

"Uh... it sounds... interesting?" you say, not wanting to let on that you know that magic is real, but at the same time, you don't want to be dismissive of Sienna.

"You don't believe me," the British woman says, biting her lower lip.

"No, no, that's not what I'm saying," you respond, putting your hand over hers on the bar to reassure her. It's pretty clear that at this moment, she needs some validation while on a wild goose chase. Sienna smiles and she looks down at your hand on hers, and your heart skips a beat as she notices the 5 rings.

"How interesting," she remarks.

"They're family heirlooms. Honestly, I forget I'm wearing them all the time," you say, making up the best lie you can think of right then. You look down and notice a ring of her own but unlike your 5, it's a gold band with a pink diamond.

"Yes... I know what you mean," Sienna says absentmindedly. It's a curious statement, so you decide to probe a little deeper.

"What does your husband think of all this?"

"He... doesn't know."

"He doesn't know you're in MI-6?"

"No, he does. He's in the service too. MI-5."

"That must be cool. Spy couple and all that."

Sienna looks oddly sad at your suggestion. "Not particularly. We have vastly different jobs and due to the nature of our work, we can't even talk about what we do to each other. He has no idea that I deal with magic."

"What does he think you're doing right now?"

Sienna shrugs. "I don't know. He has no idea I'm here. Or even that I'm not in London. Frankly, I don't know where he is, myself. He's the real spy, unlike me. He's out in the field somewhere in the world playing James Bond."

"I'm sure he's thinking about you," you say comfortingly.

Sienna doesn't respond, looking even sadder. The last thing you want to see on this island is a beautiful woman not smiling, so you call out to the bartender to order another round of drinks.