I'm tellin' ya, mate, you do not want to mess with her, not unless you like the taste of flies.
She's one of them.
You know… a witch.
Honest to God, Reg. if you don't lay off, she'll turn you into a toad. Or worse.
See that knobby thing sticking out of her handbag? That, my friend, is a wand.
Yeah. A magic wand.
I've seen enough of them to know.
Yeah I can prove it.
But you're buying for the rest of the night if I do.
I'm serious. Money on the bar.
Right then.
I'VE 'AD 'ER CADAVER!
Sorry, miss. Just kidding. See. My hands are empty.
Go ahead and call the Horrors if you want, they know me. They know I'm harmless.
Hell, one of 'em's my cousin.
Yeah, that's right. Him.
So just let my friend here pay for your next drink, and I promise he will not bother you again. Ever.
Did you see those sparks, Reg? Ever seen a taser that looks like that?
Magic. Wand.
So… 12-year MacAllan, I'm thinking. Cheers.