Accustomed to this drill, Adele's motions and recovery of the flame and barrier is fluid. Seamless. The dull glow of her barrier is a paler blue than Sam's and once it's sealed, she nods for him to release his grip on the flame. "During one particularly enterprising evening, my roommate and I got up to five. The migraines we had the morning after were not worth the bragging rights, not in the slightest."