Adnan grins.<br/><br/>"You didn't.  I have a<em>very</em>good memory."<br/><br/>And he bows politely.<br/><br/>"What you see, dear siblings, is something called a Trump.  Not our name for them, but I am promised that this is what they ought to be called.  These can be used to contact each other across great distances...and even provide for transport.  It's a form of magic, you might say."