Of course it had been rude to listen in on others conversations, but he wouldn't have learned of this room, and he couldn't have that. In exchange of a blanket, a large Persian rug was just where he needed it. The large weaver leek basket swung at his side, before being plunked down in the middle of the rug.

As far as he knew, Helios was alone, but he still performed as if he knew that there was unseen audience. Drawing his wand, he raised the tip high, pausing briefly before bringing it down on the basket top. Another pause, then the lid popped open with a gentle, golden glow.

First came the fruit. Ripe oranges and apples, bunches of grapes, even a full watermelon. Next were the pies of various sizes and flavors. When planning a picnic, it helped to have a bottomless picnic basket.