I looked over at Nic. "Welcome." I smiled. 'There was no moment." I laughed. I got up and walked over to Jesse, who was obviously drunk. "No drinking." I took her drink and downed the rest myself.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
That awkward moment when you jump out a window because your friend jumped out a window, then you remember that your other friend can fly. — Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead