One of the first lessons a necromancer learns is the art of playing dumb. When strolling down Fifth Avenue, searching for that perfect pair of shoes, pay no attention to the guy in the Civil War uniform. If he notices the glow that marks you as a necro, he will attempt to make conversation. Pretend you don’t see him. With practice, you’ll learn to finesse the act—pursing your lips, tilting your head, murmuring “Hmm, I thought I heard— Oh my God, would you look at those darling Jimmy Choos!”