"There is?" He doesn't remember that either, but either one of Jim's friends must have arranged matters or- well, the Nexus does like to provide, doesn't it? "Well, you can't ignore good fortune like that."

If Delia's taking one of Jim's arms, Felix is taking the other, escorting the captain between them to the open table. Once there, the conjurer breaks away to lean against the table as he peers over it, a mite skeptical.

"Well then, which of you charmers is going to show me how it's done?"