[speaking of skeptical, Chilton's briefcase is getting another quick, flinty look. He might not be able to see the man's mouth, but they've spoken enough now that the wizard is developing a sense for which of his doctor's tones are hiding cheek.

But he's also happy to move the topic along - nothing about his dealings with Lucifer, conversationally or otherwise, inspires Rincewind to linger.]

Did it? Buy you good will, I mean. And that's really very odd. It's magic, you know, how he does it. Proper magic even, which means that really only other magics should be able to counter it. For you to be immune, I've got to wonder if it means you've got someone looking out for you. Someone who's cast a spell of their own about you, something to sort of - remove you from the magical map, as it were. Are you close with anyone who can do magic?