[He grins back at Alice, pleased that she's pleased--pleased, moreover, that Jack is pleased, that this is going to be all right. He seizes on one of the films and scans the back, distracting himself.]

Oh, y'know. I'm a wizard. We have our ways. Are you going to question those ways, or are you going to accept that I'm brilliant? Oi, look, let's do this one, it promises loads of gunfights.