Simple. Levitation. Charm. Three words that really didn't belong in a sentence together. Sam was aware of magic, as a thing that existed. Mostly shit that the Crones and the Lance did with their blood. It wouldn't even surprise her if somehow they had spells for levitation. That said...

One, this dude was not a vampire.

Two, as far as she could tell, there had been no blood involved.

Three. He had a wand. A wand. Neither the Crones nor the Lance would be caught dead with that shit. They'd be laughed right out of their covenants, as far as she knew. So her questions were multiplying. Fast.

"Okay," she said slowly, the gears turning behind her eyes. "What's being charmed, the food or the gravity around it?"