[Eithan took the recipe card, looked it over... and with a shrug, slipped it into his pocket.]

Damn. I'd ask you to come back tomorrow and try again, but uh, I think I'll be dead at that point. [He sighs... but forces a small smile anyway.] But hey, omelettes are cool too.

I don't know. I'd blow up the walls and get out myself, but my magic's not workin'.