[sometimes god doesn't like you enough so you gotta find your own way around, it's fine!]

That works. Here, take a seat -- [He'll even pull the chair out for Ginger, situating him at one of the tables before settling into the seat opposite him.

Picking up the pot, Solomon fills Ginger's new cup with a small amount, the blend a deep golden color with a scent that's hard to place.]

An enchantment is different than making something like sugar. There is no creation. Instead, it's putting part of your power into something else, so it can be used by another.

Think of the wish you want to give to someone else. What feeling does that wish come from? What is the strongest part of your heart that says "I want this to happen"?

[He pulls out his own wand, setting it aside before taking another sip from his own cup.]

Give it some thought for a moment.