Factor hands out praise like candy, but it somehow manages to come off as wholly sincere rather than meaningless, cheap flattery. He might have what's left of the world in his pocket, but he's generous with his admiration. He chuckles at the slight blush that appears on Phillip's face. "You're very welcome! You can tell that you are doing what you love, and isn't that what all of us want?"

He sets his lower lip, the effect making him seem like he's openly sulking. "Ahhhh. Yes, magic, it can be a little tricky. What about... this card?" he asks, pulling another card after another little wave of his hand.

Ace of Clubs.