"Bethany?" hemurmured when he reached her table. Harry admired her self-control, so she didn'teven flinch or look his way, betraying her disguise. He held up the half of Alexi'sbusiness card that served as his identification.

Bethany peered from underher floppy hat and slid her half of the card across the table toward him. She didn'ttake her fingertips off the card until he matched up his half to hers.

"Harry Morton,"he said, and held out his hand. Bethany's slim, strong little hand slid into his.Something sparked, almost a buzz, between their fingers.

"Static electricity."She offered a crooked little smile and a whisper of laughter as she jerked her handaway.

"Uh. Yeah."Harry slid into the booth facing her while he gathered his thoughts. She had feltthat? She had soaked up more magic than he had first guessed.

Fascinating.

"I think Alexi insistedon all this cloak and dagger just for the fun of it," she said, as the audienceapplauded the first illusion of the evening. She grinned, which made an inexplicableworld of difference for Harry. If she had scowled or showed reluctance in any way,he didn't know what he would have thought of her.

"Yep, that's my favoritecousin."

"You look like him."Bethany offered an awkward little smile.

"You think so?"He glanced at Alexi, who stepped back and held up the silk purse on a pole, so Megancould demonstrate there was nothing in it. Real magic made things so much easierfor magicians, Harry mused, but Alexi and Megan insisted on practicing sleight ofhand, doing it the way full Humans did. He supposed it was all in the challenge. 

"He has more glitz, but there's a strong resemblance.Of course, combing your hair back like that and dressing so casual, that makes peoplekind of pass over you. So, you're really good at this invisibility thing?"