"You think I haven't tried? I swear he can open locks. There wasn't even anything wrong with his cage except that it was unlocked. And I sure as hell locked it last time..." He made a face, because he definitely remembered putting that cage's lock on.

"I just don't really know any spells that would like, help that. I can't put something over it, because he needs to breathe, and I don't really know anything that would help with keeping him in it." Vinnie stood, satisfied that Frankie wasn't under that couch. He put his hands in the pockets of his hoodie as he turned to face Casey. "Ah well. So how have you been, man?"