@zauberin: Simply closing his hand caused the beam of light to blink out of existence, the Englishman spinning on his heel to face the woman behind him, dipping his head respectful. "Good evening miss. Perhaps yo can, I'm looking for someone actually." Leaning against his ornately carved walking cane, his dark green eyes locked with hers.
He could sense a great deal of power emanating from this woman, power similar to his own. If in fact she was the one casting spells in the park she was powerful indeed, he hadn't the slightest clue she was coming up behind him until she spoke.