In the time since his recent arrival, Wrench hasn't seen all that much he'd classify as truly unbelievable. Sure, being summoned through a portal and seemingly thrust back in time is strange enough, but the world he's encountered so far hasn't given him much reason to believe it's not just some elaborate Renaissance faire. This, though? This is absolutely baffling.

He narrows his eyes at Blake and sizes him up. Maybe the whole thing is some kind of ridiculous magic trick. Is this how the man makes friends? Nearly getting strangers beat up and then astonishing them with sleight of hand tricks? Wrench tugs the piece of paper over the top of the sparkling text and pens something neat and quick.

Okay, how did you do it?
You knew I'd choose this table?