She can, in fact, make money with magic. Magic money.
If the Wizard picks up on Haizea's frustration she doesn't reveal it, instead turning down to look at her own bowl. She casually settles one elbow on the counter, resting her cheek against it as she looks over the bowl. To the side, her chopsticks gently split apart, floating into the air a moment later. The noodles float up out of the bowl, some onions sitting impossibly atop them as they wrap around the end of the chopsticks hovering in the air in front of her.
"Instant can't compare to these." She answers, agreeing with Haizea. She came here for a very important reason and this was it. A moment later, the ramen bar owner is setting a third bowl of ramen down on the other side of the Wizard. Was there anyone actually sitting there...?
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If the Wizard picks up on Haizea's frustration she doesn't reveal it, instead turning down to look at her own bowl. She casually settles one elbow on the counter, resting her cheek against it as she looks over the bowl. To the side, her chopsticks gently split apart, floating into the air a moment later. The noodles float up out of the bowl, some onions sitting impossibly atop them as they wrap around the end of the chopsticks hovering in the air in front of her.
"Instant can't compare to these." She answers, agreeing with Haizea. She came here for a very important reason and this was it. A moment later, the ramen bar owner is setting a third bowl of ramen down on the other side of the Wizard. Was there anyone actually sitting there...?