Ha he knew it. Strange can't help but look far too smug as Allen appears out of thin air. Blowing out the match, he tosses the used matchstick to the ground, not really caring that he's blatantly littering. And, as the changeling grumps and fusses about his hobbies, Strange simply shrugs.

"Academic research is interesting enough to the person doing the research. It's not my fault that it's dull to any nosy onlookers," said with a very pointed look at Allen. Though hmm. Hours? If what the changeling said was true, then he really needed to work on his spells more: Strange only connected the dots with regards to Allen about five or so minutes ago.

"Mind telling me just why you've decided to stalk me in the first place, changeling?"