"Who in their right mind has Chinese take-out for breakfast?" asked Stone as Ethan cleared the debris off the coffee table, set down the take-out bag, and switched on the television.

"Well then," said Ethan grinning, "I mustn't be in my right mind."

Stone shrugged and reached for her lo mien. Ethan went to the kitchen and returned with tea for her in a cup that looked clean enough.

"Thanks," she said.

Ethan nodded and retired to the dining room to finish inventorying the elements of the spell and wait for the drug in the tea he'd given her to kick in.