Emerson: Magic ain’t nothin’ but a voodoo grift.
Ralston: Magic is as magical as you want it to be.
Olive: Yeah, he magically put those tickets in that pie.
Emerson: If, by magically you mean made you look that way so you wouldn’t see what they were doing this way, then, yes, those tickets alakazamed their way right underneath that delicious, flaky crust. Or- Hocus pulled the damn tickets out of his pocket and Pocus slid them under the pie pan as evidenced by the cherry-rhubarb crumble on his sleeve.
Season 2, Episode 6

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