2. Pornography

Drake sat behind his desk with his laptop, surfing through the Net about himself and what the critics think of his performances, when suddenly, the door opened and in came Horvath, his coat removed and cane held closely to him with the right hand. The ancient sorcerer approached the illusionist with a frown on his brows. He didn't know what the black device was on the desk.

"It's time to go," he said to the young Morganian.

"Coming, just checkin' on things," replied Drake, typing some words on the search tab of Google.

Horvath came in closer and thought of having a look on what exactly Drake was doing. It took only a few moments before Drake noticed the curious and somehow confused look on his elder's face.

"This is the Internet," Drake said with a meaningful wave of the hand to the screen of his laptop.

Only slightly startled, Horvath looked to Drake a little sheepish. "Oh," he managed to say. Drake only nodded. "Modern technology, if I'm not mistaken?" he spoke again to the illusionist. It wasn't really a question, he just wanted to ease off the feeling of awkwardness.

"It has everything," said Drake, scrolling through the scroll bar with the mouse. "History, business, entertainment, everything."

Horvath raised a dark brow. "Everything?"

"Yeah."

Silence then fell between the two Morganians until Horvath cleared his throat and said, "Even...pornography?"

Drake looked up to his elder, surprised from what he heard. The ancient only met his gaze unblinking.

Once again, Horvath cleared his throat. "Just...asking," he explained.

Slowly, Drake managed to nod his head. "Yeah. Yeah, sure, there's a lot of that here."

After nodding to the illusionist, Horvath once more fell into awkward silence, his gaze on the screen of the electronic device but was looking at nothing in particular.

"If you like, even for just a few minutes, I could..." Drake tried to say but he wasn't able to finish when Horvath turned to walk away.

"Forget about it, Drake. Let's go," the ancient said, his back already turned and was making his way to the door.

"That's alright," called back Drake, standing up from his seat. "I could show you a few."

"I said forget it!" shouted Horvath, slamming the door behind him.

After having been left alone, Drake followed after his elder, not able to hold back a smirk.