'Mary Poppins the shit out of this bitch' got an amused curl of his features and as much as he trusted Athena, the last experience hadn't been great and he didn't know how it was supposed to work. Not really.
Until now. Raylan watched with an attentive critical eye, brow pinching faintly as the cup and pot started moving. It didn't look anything at all like Matilda, for example, but more like Harry Potter. (No, he hadn't read the books or watched the movies but it was hard to not have seen enough little bits of the source and listen to the fans that followed it to catch on to the general gist.)
By the time she's done, he's staring at her with his head tilted, hazels narrowed over the creeping curl of a smile he was trying to fight.
"Well damn, Mary. Didn't know you could do all that. Can you call birds and shit too, like Snow White? Might have some work for the squirrels." The house and land were in a state of creeping disrepair that needed to be addressed sometime in the next 15 years.
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Until now. Raylan watched with an attentive critical eye, brow pinching faintly as the cup and pot started moving. It didn't look anything at all like Matilda, for example, but more like Harry Potter. (No, he hadn't read the books or watched the movies but it was hard to not have seen enough little bits of the source and listen to the fans that followed it to catch on to the general gist.)
By the time she's done, he's staring at her with his head tilted, hazels narrowed over the creeping curl of a smile he was trying to fight.
"Well damn, Mary. Didn't know you could do all that. Can you call birds and shit too, like Snow White? Might have some work for the squirrels." The house and land were in a state of creeping disrepair that needed to be addressed sometime in the next 15 years.