Beckett's POV
Lena finds us a spot near the far railing, and I trail behind her, my head pounding with the hangover I’m sporting and my stomach rolling from no food as I completely missed breakfast.
'Right,' she says, leaning against the rail and looking back at me. 'Felix wants to do a magic trick, but he can't actually do magic, so I'm thinking we lean into that entirely. Make it deliberately, gloriously terrible.'
'A bad magician act,' I agree, rubbing at my temple as it throbs painfully. 'That could actually work.'
'Exactly. Felix "attempts" tricks, they go spectacularly wrong every time, and I play the increasingly exasperated assistant trying to cover for him.'
I nod before quickly stopping as pain blooms behind my eyes. ‘Sounds good’ I mumble.
We head toward one of the product
