[excuse you, his orange t-shirt and worn jeans are the height of fashion in goodwill. the question doesn't faze Bart in the slightest though, and he merely gives Zach a cheeky smile and a small shrug.]

Over there. [the words are accompanied by a thumb pointed at a small grove of palm trees some two hundred feet away.] But conjuring things out of midair is way more interesting than a couple'a turtles.

[but! but but!]

If a tent's small stuff, does that mean you could magic a castle out of midair? Or something even bigger?