Part 332: Miriel B

Gaius, I would like to observe more of this sleight of hand of yours.

Sorry, Specs. You saw every trick I know. Besides, I don't want to do more, anyway.

...Specs? Ah yes, a reference to my eye wear. How very amusing. But why do you not wish to demonstrate more of your talent? It is quite singular.

Because you see right through my tricks. It spoils the fun! "Ah, Gaius! You have placed the card inside your codpiece! I say, Gaius! That coin can be located behind your third knuckle!" It's seriously demotivating.

I admit that I would be a difficult person to fool in this regard. Years of training have honed my powers of observation into a sharply pointed rapier.

Er, wait! You actually practice looking at stuff?

Of course, It is an invaluable tool for any serious practitioner of science. The first lesson of observation is that you cannot trust your perceptions. Sensory impressions are mere constructs and easily distorted by preconceptions.

Sooooo, folks see what they want to see, but you taught yourself not to?

The human mind can accomplish anything if one is sufficiently diligent.

Got it. That explains why I can't fool you. Well then, maybe it's time to get serious.

Please explain.

Well, I've been holding this one back. In fact, I wasn't going to show you...But as you've won every round so far, I reckon it's time to play my trump card.

I did not realized we were engaged in a competition.

Look, Specs, whenever you figure out one of my tricks, that means I lose. And if I lose, I have to give your pastries back. That's just honorable. But this trick is veeery special. So if you can't figure it out... You have to buy me a treacle pie from the best baker in town. Deal? All right, here goes!

It had not occurred to me that you might consider the pastries some form of wager... But very well, then. I accept. Show me your trick.