"There's no such thing as magic." I can't take my eyes off the cake sitting on the little round table in the middle of the room. Marci shoots me a look. "Says The Magician. Wasn't your tagline 'Greatest magician this side of Vegas'?" "Like I said-no such thing." She knows as well as I do magic doesn't exist. Someone must have found another way. We move forward like moths drawn to a flame.