"Something, yes. What that something is, less so, Ms. Scotts," Sofia said. "But I'm not going to pry. Everyone has their secrets, and I've been told that secrets are worth more kept than told." She smiled at the other woman. "You'd be surprised how many people actually tend to let bad things happen over pride - all the more so when it comes to all things magical, mystical, mythical or anything m-ical." She wrote a quick note to Wong and left it on the desk before turning towards a corner of the room. There was a thick, black pane of glass there, and it seemed as though there was something cloudy and inky behind it.

Further inspection would show Marion that there were little sparkly specks of colour - gold, green, purple, silver, blue.

"We could drive, but this would probably be faster," she said. "You know where this place is, so if you think of it, it should bolt us there, lickety split," she added. Sofia placed her hand on the pane of glass and then stopped, giving Marion a look. "Magical transportation kosher-halal with you?"