"I should go say hi to him while you tell Kero."

"Sure."

Theo goes upstairs and says, "Hey, Kero, Sadde and I are going shopping for cake."

"Caaaaake!" he says, and he's in Theo's bag before Theo can blink.

Well, that was pretty quick.

He walks downstairs and into the kitchen. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah! Let's go."

"Bye, Dad," says Theo, and off they go.

Bakery!

Bakery! They get in line for cake.

"Which one looks good? Personally... I'd choose any of the ones with chocolate."

"It is your birthday." She leaves the line to examine some of the cakes on display—

when one of them practically jumps towards her. She narrowly escapes being completely caked.

Theo, chivalrous as ever, jumps back to ensure he's not caught.

"Whaaaaat the hell was that," he says to Kero, looking around at the other people in the store.

"You'll have to pay for that," someone tells Sadde sternly.

But it wasn't her...!

Except there's no way anyone would believe that, so she nods mutely.

Kero:

is a stuffed bear.

Theo keeps looking around nervously. Whatever it was, he didn't see anything obvious.

Can he meditate while standing up, without his staff out, by closing his eyes and trying to focus? Is that a thing he can do in the middle of a bakery with lots of people around? He can feign tiredness so people don't look at him too weirdly...

Apparently he cannot.

Sadde gingerly gets out of the way of the cleaning person, only to have another cake fling itself at her.

"You! Out! Your friend will pay for those cakes, I don't want you to ruin any more!"

"What? No way, it's not my fault! It's not hers, either!"

"Sure, the cakes just happened to throw themselves at her," they say sarcastically. "She can pay you back later, now she goes!"

"She didn't exactly throw them at herself, did she? She didn't even touch them!"

"Theo, I appreciate it, but you don't need to excuse my clumsiness," she says, giving him a meaningful look. "I'll wait outside."

To outwards appearances, Theo appears to calm a little, but he's actually far from calm. He can't take it out on the shopkeeper, though; they don't know anything about magic.

He pays the shopkeeper for the damage, then goes over to meet Sadde, keeping a look out for any more flying cakes.

Kero stops pretending and says, "That was a—"

"Clow Card, yes. Any idea which one?"

"No, it could be any of a number of them."