And now he's being tapped on the shoulder by a naked blonde girl. "Neither will you!"

He jumps- He's sitting on a car now. "Okay that was genuinely surprising, good job."

"I could meddle with your insides, you know."

"Try it. See what happens. I dare you."

"Don't murder him, Aether."

"And not just 'cause it wouldn't work. Murder's bad, mmkay?"

"I might reconsider..."

He has acquired a coyboy hat from somewhere. "Now I reckon y'all are considerin' knockin' over one of mah buildings. Do ye have yer demolition permits?"

"We tried getting one, but all the clerks had been dead for years."

"Fair enough. Want some help?"

"More the merrier!"

"Well there's only so many of these things. A lot, admittedly, but a finite amount. So, let's record it all for posterity!"

"You have a camera or something?"

"Be right back!"

A few seconds later, with a grin and some - flickering - a few big cameras, one of those movie lights on a stand, one of those long-stick microphones, and one of those blackboards that go snap appear. It takes a few seconds. And the stranger is now wearing a fedora and dark sunglasses. "A lonely guy like me is allowed to have hobbies, dahling. I raided this place that was, like, mini-hollywood at some point. I forget exactly when."

"So you're a teleporter?"

"A good magician never reveals his secrets."

"Magician and Miracle are not synonymous."

"I can be both. Do any of you uncultured rabble know anything about cinematography? Oh, sorry, kidding about the rabble part, you seem kinda organized."

"I think once you get a boat flying you're disqualified as rabble."

"Exactly. I'm going to make a little movie out of this. Do you all want to cooperate so it could be an actiony drama flick instead of a boring documentary? It won't take more than the rest of today."

"That sounds fun! Just need to find the wolves, though."

Mysterious Guy disappears and starts flickering around in an increasing circle looking for extra Miracles. The search pattern is a bit boring, but it gives him time to think.

Two wolves are tussling in a parking structure.

"Yo, wolves, your friends are looking for you."

They change into small redhead children. "And who are you?"