After a few good minutes of waiting out on the penthouse balcony, Neo finally extinguished the spit of flame he conjured by whisking his hands away. "Sunnavabitch," he muttered to himself as he walked back inside the main room of the penthouse.<br/><br/>"I thought the mage girl wanted to talk to you," Andy told him.<br/><br/>"I dunno, but if they gon' fuck me like t'is, I'mma hav' to change the game," He replied. He pointed to a wooden chest near one of couches and said, "Go get mah purple mix."<br/><br/>Andy saw that the chest was actually nearby her and complied with what he wanted. The chest he was referring to looked out of place from the rest of the furnishings of the penthouse. It was made of dark wood with wrought iron fittings, and the various scratches and rough spots in the chest's exterior clearly indicated its old age. When she opened it, various glass containers with all kinds of powders, substances and objects there laid bare before her eyes. "I see one in a Florence flask and another in a vial," she said while looking for the one he told her to get.<br/><br/>"Gimme dat flask," he demanded. "And I want dem winnowz 'nd doors wide open. Turn off the lights too."<br/><br/>She took the flask containing a translucent purple liquid and tossed it on his direction. "So what do you plan now?" she asked, beginning to attend to the windows of the hotel room.<br/><br/>"If that lil' shitty flame ain't cuttin' it, we gotta raise the fuckin' bar!" He threw the flask to the fireplace of the penthouse, and made it light up in an instant with his magic. The fireplace burned a bright purple flame.<br/><br/>"You're not making it clear for me, Neo. What exactly are you doing here?" Andy asked after she opened the door to balcony wide. "It's not fair for me. I'm just new to magic, and you know that."<br/><br/>"Under normal circumstances, the potion I used to light up this fireplace is a concoction intended to be taken orally, in order to restore a mage's energy after massive use of such in spells, abilities or rituals." Neo said, changing his accent from the grating and vulgar one he used everyday to the Received Pronunciation, which is the one most people might associate with British people. It sounded natural when he used it, maybe even more than his everyday accent. "But this case, we have to improvise, and improvise we did. We created an energy beacon in order to attract these creatures more."<br/><br/>"An energy beacon, huh?" Andy asked with a hint of eagerness in her tone.<br/><br/>"Yeah," he answered, but he was back to his usual accent. "Ya' feelin' dat? Das da feelin' of bein' refreshed and recharged, baby. I made dat shit wit' booze alcohol as the base, so ya' can burn it. Da closa' ya get to it, the mo' ya' get charged." He grabbed another of this purple mixture from the wooden chest and threw it into the fireplace, intensifying its brightness. "One helluva side effect I didn't expect."<br/><br/>She started to dim down all the lights when she remarked, "This is wonderful, you know? I just hope the hotel staff won't give us shit about it."<br/><br/>"They fuckin' won't." Neo said, "We gon' just heat it up as we lik' it. If magical energy is beer, it's free beer nigh' fo' all da magical niggaz in Winnfield, and all o' da drinks ar' on me."<br/><br/>"Wait... you're kidding." She said in disbelief as she turned off the last light of the penthouse, realizing the magnitude of what Neo has done. "This is crazy! Now all of those creatures will be on us!"<br/><br/>"Oh yes, it is damn crazy," Neo said, "And fuck yeah, I am damn crazy, just the way I like it. Enjoy the ride."