Henley throws another glance in the direction of the umbrellas, briefly tempted to go down there, talk to whoever's sunbathing. She thinks better of it, however, if only because she figures they don't want to be bothered on their vacation any more than she would want to be. Later, she thinks, some other time, some other place. There will be plenty of time to compare notes with other magicians, with real magic, later.

Forcing herself to return her attentions to Jack, that in mind, she flashes him a small, amused look. "And now we've gone around in a circle." She doesn't blame Jack for being taken aback by how picturesque this place is for all that the East River is not, but -- well, he said that already.