"Magic?" Daniel perks up immediately, interest sufficiently piqued. "We've got a few like that, donnwe?" He's pretty sure - yes, Gabe probably counts, but even as Daniel's thought process is somewhat dulled and his speech slurring - on that note, thank whatever gods may or may not exist for Seth and his timely hydration strategies - he knows that's probably not the best topic to bring up right out of nowhere.

"Mmhm. What - your universe, s'that pretty, uhm, pretty common?" Drunk or no, the anthropologist is always interested.