A string of giggles escaped the inebriated woman, her chest puffing and posture straightening as best as it could in order to appear more prince(ss)ly. If it weren’t for her faint wobbling, it would have worked.
Singing this loudly was something she usually avoided, since she knew for a fact that she wasn’t gifted. She wasn’t terrible, though it would seem so in her current state — not that she really cared.
The doves and confetti only made her giggle that much harder, her hands clapping together in delight. A few excited bounced, and she nearly lost her balance. Grasping at the show-off’s hands, she managed to keep her balance while attempting to sneak a peek into his sleeves.
”How’dja do that? Ya can’t f—fit pigeons in yer sleeves, can ya?”
The magician was grinning pret-ty wide, because successful entertainment was what it was, even if the audience was having a bit of trouble standing. And at the examining of his sleeves, he laughed.
“Didn’t you know? A magician’s sleeves open to a pocket dimension. How else…”
Kaito carefully pulled one of his hands away, trying not to throw Madison off balance any more than she was already, and pointed his arm towards the ground, shaking it and causing a little more confetti to fall, along with some cards.
“…do you think…”
More shaking, though it seemed like nothing else was coming out, and he looked at his arm disapprovingly, raising it up before pointing it back down swiftly and snapping his fingers, making two more doves fly out, one going to his shoulder.
“…we manage to fit…”
He smiled and lifted his arm again, this time spreading it off to the side and a small bouquet of roses appeared in a small puff of smoke, which he offered to her.
“…so much in them?~”
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