“BRIAN!” Maddy lunged for the vial, but it was too late. As she stood up, her Coke can turned over and spilled foam in a cold stream down her bare leg. “You ass! That was a po— uhhhhh pretty fucked up thing to do!” She stole napkins off a neighboring table, but once in her hand, she didn’t know what to do with them. Swab the remaining liquid from Mel’s tongue?

Instead, she did a half-assed job of mopping up the mess on her leg, all the while watching her friend with a cautious expression. When she caught Brian’s eye again, she jabbed a finger at the tiny vessel, then at her mouth, then hissed ‘magic!’