I Don't Think So

"Does Magic happen?" asked the handsome naked man, with the slight reptilian appearance to his skin, standing by the edge of the pond.

"I don't think so," replied the woman with the wart on her chin, the broom and the distinctive laugh.

She looked down his body to his crotch and sighed. "Oh, no!" He instinctively covered himself with both hands. She pulled, what looked like, a stick from her tunic and pointed it at his clasped hands with the words "Shabista!"

Suddenly his hands were full.

"But then again," said the old crone. "May be it does." She threw her head back and cackled to the sky.

He opened his hands tentatively and looked. He was impressed with the improvements.