Normally, Karla would just float a bottle or two over, but the last thing this poor male needed was a bit of Craft to really send him ass over tea kettle. Bidding him to sit, she wandered over to the closest table and grabbed a water, using a cooling spell to make sure it was nice and cold when she handed it over.

She also grabbed a sandwich or four. He was pretty scrawny and underfed-looking and probably needed to eat more. Also, she was hungry again.

"Here," she said, giving him the water first. "You might just be dehydrated. Are you feeling dizzy?"