[Blake's hand goes around in a circle.] So you just wave your wand and they come flying out of magic portals to help you and your gang fight bad guys.

[Okay, gob-head, that's one he hasn't heard before. He can take a wild guess about the general meaning. Some of the other stuff sounds just familiar enough that he can slot it into a good old-fashioned stereotype.]

Oh, I get it. You're one of those teenagers who sits around in the woods with crystals trying to get magic from mother earth until you get bored and go for the magic mushrooms instead.

[He's annoyed at the insult for a different reason than the punk probably intended] There's no such thing as goblins!