Accio Visa

So my sister and I have just been to see John Carter, and now we're getting us some Awesome Pizza and gelato to take home, just about to pay when whoa!--my credit card flies out of my hands and inserts itself directly into the crevice between two counters.

ME: Drat!

GELATO GIRL: Oh, no! That's never happened before! I'm so sorry!

ME: Not your fault. I think I sort of threw it, there.

GELATO GIRL: *peering into crevice* I see it! But I can't reach it. I'd need something like a pencil, but longer …

ME: *rummaging in bag* Like a magic wand?

GELATO GIRL: There is no need to be sarcastic—

ME: AHA!

GELATO GIRL: —Wait, you meant an actual magic wand?

ME: Yup! Mahogany with a maple handle!

MY SISTER: Why do you even have that?

ME: I like to twirl it when I'm thinking. Here we go …

*I wedge the wand between the counters. With a little jiggling I manage to pop the credit card loose*

MY SISTER: Hooray!

GELATO GIRL: Good thing you had that.

ME: Indeed! Seven years of carrying this thing finally pay off! Oh, they laughed at me—

MY SISTER: And rightly so.

ME: True. But it turns out you never know when a magic wand will come in handy!

… Now if only I could justify my ocarina …