"Hardly," she says with a snort, taking a sip of tea and savoring it. Just for the moment. "Magic has never been my forte."

Still, she feels the need to disclose the details.

"This space was enchanted by a friend a long time ago, and this," she touches a ring on her finger, set with a stone that shifts between different gems, "was a very expensive anniversary present. I know just enough to be dangerous, and I mean that in the most literal sense."

Her smile is grim.

"What is on your mind, Mr. Strange?"