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The Door opens and Nathan walks in, grinning as he sees the place.

"About time..."

He settles down at a booth and orders a beer and a plate os spaghetti before glancing around, letting his mind trip around thre room for familiar voices.

Cable is back and glad to be in Milliways

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The giraffe mistakes the bottom of Cable's shirt as food!
mm, tasty.

Cable gently disentagles the giraffe from his shirt and gives it a animal cookie. One that looks like a flower.

Harold blinks.

"Wha' dat?"

"An animal cracker."

And just like that there is another in his hand for Harold, and he holds it out, the image of a fearsome crocodile.

Fearsome's right.

The crocodile remind's Harold of...
Well, he's not sure exactly what it reminds him of, but it's not a good thing to be reminded of, he knows that.

He eeeeeyes the cracker, afeared and backs up a few steps.

Nathan blinks and then raises it and bites it's head off.

"See? Not real, just food. A cookie. Good."

he makes another one, this one a small bunny cookie.

"Bunny!!"
Harold squees and reaches for the cookie.

Bunnies are good.

he hands over the bunny cookie.

"Yes, a bunny. A cookie, for eating! You like cookies, yes?"

Harold takes the bunny cookie and bounces it across the bar.

"Tookie dood!"
Not that he would be so mean as to eat a bunny.

He grins.

"Cookies are very good. I like them too. I like to make them."

He looks at her like he's a magician.

"You mate tooties???"

Nathan holds up a hand and concentrates. And then there are cookies on his hands, animal cookies, five of them.

Harold staaaaaaaaaaares.

"ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh~!"

Nathan grins.

"Cookies are fun."

Still staring at his hand, "LIKE YOU!"

Hey someone who can automatically make cookies appear is handy to have around.

Nathan smiles.

"I like you, too."

He grins and puts the cookies down.

"Are yoiu out playing today?"

"Uh-huh!

'now dere," he points, "la'er gonna doe play wif Millie 'n Wade!"

"Ahhhhh. Sounds like fun! They are your friends?"

Noding lots, "uh-huh! And know wha'? Wade FLY.

Is lot fun! Sometime we doe and play in Hous' wif 'nowball. But lot time we play in deir woom wif 'now.

Lik her!"

"Oh yeah? Do you like to fly too?"

Oh he got on a good topic. Harold becomes more extited and animated. "UH HUH!! One time I meet King Shak 'n he make me fly! Fly wound wooooom!" He sticks his arms out like an airplane and makes zooming noises.

Nathan's eye flashes ans a gentle telekinetic hand reaches out and lifts harold, just a few feet off the ground.

"Like this?"

There is the definite feel of a surface beneath Harold, just as solid as if he was standing on the ground.

"eeeeee!!" Harold feels around on the solid air, and peeers down at the ground.

He squees and glees more.

Nathan gently brings him around in an arc, turning with him and keeping him fairly low and slow as Harold 'flies' around a little.

"See, you are magic!"

There's lots of gigglesqueeing. He bounces. "Madick madick madick!"