There, um, there's a condom in my jeans, the back pocket, because I don't know how to do this kind of thing with magic yet but I can - yeah. [ She blushes furiously and definitely doesn't tell him that her mother gave her this box when she was fourteen because she probably forgot how old her daughter was and that she had zero romantic prospects at the time. Shyly, she steals a kiss instead. ]

I should have mentioned that earlier.