Please Welcome to the Stage...

Ronin was glad to hear that Bastien wouldn't begrudge them a broken table, as unlikely as that was under current circumstances, and he scoffed at Remi's attempts at snark. "If I hadn't met a goddess already I'd swear my lady was one," he said simply. "She would understand. If it were to happen. Which it won't. Sorry, Remi." Shooting his friend a grin, Ronin shrugged his shoulders. "A magic show?" he echoed, intrigued. "I mean... I used to be able to do a few card tricks, but I don't have any magic like Remi's, if that's what you mean..." Glancing down at himself at the suggestion that he could have an outfit of his own, Ronin chuckled. "Why not? In for a penny and all that. As long as my head isn't pounding by the time the show starts, I can help move props around and such." ronypony it's always nice to make an impression