Hide and Go Seek. Totally not the game. But here he was, playing it. Maybe he could turn it into Marco Polo? He padded through the theater in faded jeans, tennis shoes, and a t-shirt that indicated his presence at WMC 2012. For a two year old shirt, it was immaculate. Because magic.
And where do you find what you seek? Sometimes in the place you should have looked first. In this case -- the common area.
A book, again. He tilted his head to see what Avis was reading before righting it. A hand held up a card.
The six of clubs.
"Need a bookmark?"
Totally not grinning like the Cheshire Cat.