Lucky for him, she can tell the difference, so she'll just enjoy the little thrill of having made someone laugh. "If scientists and sorcerers waited for official policy to catch up, we'd still be wondering where fire comes from. I'm sorry for all the paperwork this is going to mean for you."

She likes paperwork. But she has a feeling he doesn't, most people don't.

The scent of incense washes over her and she breathes deep. It's almost familiar, and whatever it is she finds it relaxing. If it's for sale, some is going home with her. Her gaze drifts over the various goods for sale before resting on Jim for a moment, checking that he's sure he's in the right place. As long as he's content to look around, she will too. A little adventure wouldn't hurt her.