Planeswalked Right Out Of There

(A group of friends and I are getting ready to set up a new (Fantasy RPG) campaign, and are discussing dice while making our characters.)

Friend #1: “Yeah, I got these at (Popular Game Store) last weekend….it was Magic: the Gathering night.”

Friend #2: “….I’m so sorry.”

My Sister: “Did you notice the corndogs, hot pockets, and peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches they keep in a cooler to sell to players?”

Friend #1: “No, but the air smelled of sweat and Mountain Dew and Dorito chips and broken dreams.”