"I said fun," Lambert snorts, rolling his eyes. Come on, Strange, you know as well as he does that the odds are trying to scry on Childermass is just gonna be a whole lot of shadows, a bird, or him writing in his notes.

"You need to find better hobbies than spying on your friends," adds the man actively encouraging Strange to spy on his friends, giving him a friendly shove. "And you shouldn't be so proud to admit it, either."

But that still leaves the question of who else to spy on. Who else isn't around here that would be fun to tease...? Lambert grins suddenly.

"Scry on Rita. I bet she's playing with her cat again."