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Nabs 
Garret leaned on the door to push it open while he pulled out another piece of chocolate fudge out of the bag, "We?" the lazy thirteen year old gave Cela a doubtful look, waiting for her to walk into the pub, "I s'pose I could come watch..." He grinned and popped the fudge into his mouth.
Cela skated inside, "Me." she amended, "Daphne held the instructions and talked about Daphne things. Jillian and the frog helped though." Cela shot a sideways look at Garret, "I got Daphne's hands dirty."
Celandine looked about for an empty table but didn't make a move toward one until she had latched herself to Garret and taken a chocoball from the bag, "When I say we can go back any time we like... I mean to get the saddles. To take them to where we need them. Jillian and I are going to take care of learning the gripping and sticking charms and I already measured how far the willow whomps." Cela explained, not at all bothered that Garret probably wasn't paying the tiniest bit of attention.
She knew when the moment came he'd be leading the charge, since he was their captain. Cela, as navigator; kept them on course for fun
and dangerous times.