Magnus' assumption was so far from Biffy's current predicament that he had to stop a moment and actually think about what was going on and what he was going to say. He also could not get distracted, woefully, by talk of one of his favorite activities.

"That sounds far better than what it is I'm calling about," Biffy said, finding enough time to sigh melodramatically about the distinct lack of shopping time indeed. "Is there a chance you could come out to the farmhouse, quickly? There's some...Darrow afoot." In a city like this, it sort of felt that that was all he need say.