“It’s simple,” Cansu says, taking a whole sunflower seed and placing it between her teeth. Two snaps later, the seed is in her mouth and she is discarding the empty shell.
“Can you do it again?”
She obliges, but you still can’t work out how it’s done.
“You hold it and bite down,” she explains. “The seed pops into your mouth.”
Her instructions aren’t clear enough and the whole thing shatters in your mouth. You pick out the shards of shell and mutter something about witchcraft.
“Don’t bite so hard.” She advises.
You try again, more gently this time, and somehow end up with the seed on your tongue and the empty shell between your fingers.
“Would you like another?”
“No thanks,” you say. You have dabbled in enough magic for one day.