“Now you see it.” Lyney would say with a simper, the cards in his hands disappearing with a flick of his hand.

“Now you don't.” he whispered, his hand swaying with slight flair for theatrics. Lyney would then lean into your ear.

“Check your pocket.” And so you did.

“No, no.. The other pocket.” And you followed.

And found a card with Lyney's winking doodle... With no Lyney in sight.