Clarke had begun his writing career by Bruno's time, but for a Colombian recluse with no interest in the genre, the name of a then up and coming author doesn't ring any bells. Bruno gives himself a little shake and offers her a shrug.
"Ah..." He has to think about that for a moment, and then names a date in the 1950s. "Why? You're not seriously going to tell me you're not magic?"
ballparking it
Clarke had begun his writing career by Bruno's time, but for a Colombian recluse with no interest in the genre, the name of a then up and coming author doesn't ring any bells. Bruno gives himself a little shake and offers her a shrug.
"Ah..." He has to think about that for a moment, and then names a date in the 1950s. "Why? You're not seriously going to tell me you're not magic?"