"I suppose it would be. Those kinds of things have a certain aura about them."

His experience is not limited even if his experience of success is. There's really nothing like Russia's head sticking out of your floor for the third time in as many weeks to put you off black magic for good. He'd been getting annoyed.

"Come along. If you want some questions answering I'm not standing about in the street." Tone tinged with an impatience that seems simply part of him, he indicates a small shop not far from them. "It's high time for a cup of tea, if you'd like to join me."