"I've seen you fight..." he says. Then he bobbles his head undecidedly a bit.
"Sort of. I mean, you could call it that. Point is— you're the magician ain't you? I been punchin' heads off familiar-faced ghosts all evening, and you're tellin' me you ain't got the juice to abracadabra them back to whatever limbo they materialized from? Spare me and this town a headache?"