"I've literally never heard of any of that shit, Alex," Kavinsky said with a bit of a laugh. Now he was interested, though, what it was about him that read like these Manuscript guys. Sure, he was some rich kid, but he was also some rich immigrant kid, some Bulgarian mobster's son, not even born in the country, and certainly not about to go to Yale, assuming that he'd even lived to see college applications.
But even in thinking about it, he couldn't think of doing dealings with anyone that did go to Yale who might have mentioned something like that. It was the sort of thing that would have stuck out. He didn't even think he'd heard about something like all this when he'd been selling at Markets, and that seems like the perfect place for something like this to crop up.
"So you're the magic police," he summarized blandly. "And you're...not human? Boy, I need to introduce you to a guy sometime."
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Date: 2020-02-20 07:52 pm (UTC)But even in thinking about it, he couldn't think of doing dealings with anyone that did go to Yale who might have mentioned something like that. It was the sort of thing that would have stuck out. He didn't even think he'd heard about something like all this when he'd been selling at Markets, and that seems like the perfect place for something like this to crop up.
"So you're the magic police," he summarized blandly. "And you're...not human? Boy, I need to introduce you to a guy sometime."