Maybe we can hook up the trap wire to a glyph for electricity.

[Maybe they can set up an actual alarm system.

Goddamn, magic is cool.]

Okay then. You first. [She nods at him, at his mug, and arches her eyebrows.] If anything happens to you, I'll get Carlisle. [And if not, she'll go upstairs and inhale the steam from her own tea. Win-win.]