You look to your Bro and nod towards the broken TV- clearly the item that has taken the most amount of damage. Instead of providing you with a clear, direct, and reasonable answer, he opts for a vague, half-assed nod to Her.

"Oh come on," you groan, "aren't you supposed to practice your wizard shit on the roof? You don't see me swinging my katanas around, breaking everything."

Your Bro casually swings an arm around Rose.

"Too dangerous for that shit now. Can't be showing off our skills to the whole fucking planet." You notice his hand is starting to drift, and oh God, you do not want to stick around for this.

Time to abscond.

Dirk: Check out the suddenly fascinating couch stuffing.