"Yeah, skip it," Alfred agreed with a nod. He tucked the cigarette into his mouth, then started a spark with his hand and a muttered word. He didn't typically use the wandless magic he'd learned from the tribe when he was out in public — it bothered people to see something so strange — but it wasn't as though Pablo was going to care. When he was alone, he preferred it over having to find his wand anyway, so it came more naturally to him than a spell did.

"If you find a girl you like that much, just marry her straight off," he advised. What he wouldn't give to be able to do that with Zelda.