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What's your favorite thing about working at Windy City Magic?Amber: Tourists always seem surprised that we sell actual magic. I once warned a suburbanite not to use more than a drop of our hair-growing tonic on his bald spot, but apparently he didn't believe me, and came back a week later with a Rapunzel-style mullet. He was really mad and I couldn't stop laughing. Ah, memories.
If you were turned into a dessert, what would you be and why?Amber: Oh man, the most difficult question of all time! Wow. While I'd like to say I'd be something fluffy and light like a donut or angel food cake, let's be real; that's not me. No, I'm something complicated and semi-annoying to make, like a creme brulee: if you don't handle me right, I'll curdle. Also, I definitely have a thick outer shell.
I know you and your mom don't always see eye to eye, but, what is one thing you admire most about her?Amber: What impresses me most is her restraint. If I were a witch, I would abuse that power to no end. Feeling like a snack, but don't want to get off the couch? I'd float the fridge over my way. Tired of teachers yapping about nothing? Boom, silencing spell. (it's probably for the best that I'm not a witch)
Do you have any hidden talents? (Besides the obvious!)Amber: If being picked last for any sort of sport or school project counts, then yes.
If you were stranded on a desert island what 3 things would you want with you?
Classic movie buff Bailey “Mink” Rydell has spent months crushing on a witty film geek she only knows online by “Alex.” Two coasts separate the teens until Bailey moves in with her dad, who lives in the same California surfing town as her online crush.Oh. My. Sweet. Holy. Gods. You guys. THIS BOOK.
Faced with doubts (what if he’s a creep in real life—or worse?), Bailey doesn’t tell Alex she’s moved to his hometown. Or that she’s landed a job at the local tourist-trap museum. Or that she’s being heckled daily by the irritatingly hot museum security guard, Porter Roth—a.k.a. her new arch-nemesis. But life is whole lot messier than the movies, especially when Bailey discovers that tricky fine line between hate, love, and whatever-it-is she’s starting to feel for Porter.
And as the summer months go by, Bailey must choose whether to cling to a dreamy online fantasy in Alex or take a risk on an imperfect reality with Porter. The choice is both simpler and more complicated than she realizes, because Porter Roth is hiding a secret of his own: Porter is Alex…Approximately.~Goodreads.