What is it with total strangers approaching her in order to gloat? Sylvia gives him a very unimpressed side glance, and quaffs her wine before replying.

"You know, you're the second person to say that tonight. Are you a friend of Abigail's?"

If he's a witch, he's one she doesn't know but she can sense his power. God, she hopes he's not another fae. One is quite enough.