"Magic needs poetry," she repeats quietly. That's an idea she can get behind, but she'll need to think about it.

She watches his reaction carefully, ready to grab a beer for him. But his reaction is better than expected, and she grins when she realizes how much he's enjoying it. "Shrimp? Ah, no, not today. But..." that gives her an idea for the future. And for now, maybe, "Cornbread?"