He seemed to have zapped from my face, and I heard him speak from behind in the same second, and right behind my left ear.
“Sshh! Are you worthy?” the wizard asked me
“Worthy for what?” I said in anger, as I turned to see his face.
"A trader!..Perhaps we can purchase some carton of the beard oil product to appease him. That way, we accept our fault and restore the dignity of his shop as a place of sale, and not a battleground.