Unfortunately for Dylan, Finch is not a magic person, but she does spend a lot of time with them so while the name is familiar it takes a second for her to place it.

"Finch." No last name. How many Finches do you actually know? She steps back to let him in, before tossing back over her shoulder. "Like that stage magician Lizzie's obsessed with?"

Josie pops out of the kitchen, shaking her head as she finishes chewing on her frozen waffle sandwich. "No. Related though, that would be his son." A beat. "Hey, Jacob."

"Ahhh," Finch nods. "Got it."