The whole crowd watched in awe as the magician produced from his silk top hat not just a line of brightly colored handkerchiefs and a rabbit from his hat, but a whole flock of doves, a seemingly endless progression of eggs that he juggled easily then broke open to reveal they were already perfectly scrambled, and a blast of fire.

The whole crowd except my companion, who sat impassively beside me through that whole portion of the performance.

“What, aren’t you impressed?” I asked her.

“Are you kidding? All this is just the set-up,” she said. “I’m waiting for the real trick at the end.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“When he puts it back on,” she said.

(Source: fantasyinminiature.com)