Lift off

The gaggle of ladies giggled as they began to vie for his attention. Maeve chose to retreat.
Passing him, she asked quietly:
"How did you know, though?"
Flicker of surprise bubbled through his carefully masked bemusement. She didn't wait for answer.
He found her by the refreshments table after a few moments.
"A dance, m'lady?" he bowed, offering his hand.
She let him lead her to the floor.
"You know more about real magic than you let on," she spoke.
"So do you," he replied.
"I'm just beginning to learn."
"I could teach you."
A shark could envy his smile.