breakfast at khaats

"Fine fine," Garulia said, faking a pout. "I won't mess anything up...Say, we should go now. You wanna watch the show or go get my stuff first? You gotta let me conjure my props before anything, though."
At this he ran into the kitchen and conjured a bag which he magically made deeper and conjured more props which he stuffed into the bag.
"There," he said walking proudly back into the room, bag slung over his shoulder.

"I'm following that man," Khaat smiled at Jack, pointing to Gar. She got her long black cloak off the jook and draped it around her shoulder and pocketed both wands. She called Archangel who came and landed on her shoulder. "You're all welcome to come or to stay here and enjoy your breakfast. There's another frittata in the oven. This one has ham, onion, mushroom and cheese. Should be ready in another 10 minutes--and it will burn if someone doesn't take it out. Please?"

Garulia shrugged and walked outside with his bag.
"We can get my stuff later, now I have a show to perform!"
Running into the middle of the street he set a bucket in front of him and stepping backwards to the house with the most footholds and shouted.
"Come one come all! Conjure a seat and enjoy the show!"
He whipped out the rod that was always his first act, tipped with oil and had the flint lining his teeth.
Doing a backflip, he kicked off from the wall and clicked his teeth, a sharp breath blowing the sparks, making a small gust of fire to make him land softly.
This was always his opening and always brought attention. People were already gathering.

Khaat applauded Gar and conjured a long bench for her and jack, with room left over for a few more. She sat down on the bench, captivated by Gar's athleticism and his creativity. He was very talented indeed. She already was understanding how he most likely never had to go hungry with his skill level.

Rob was tired but that wasn't something he couldn't combat. He'd left Madam Puddifoots a few minutes before after flirting with some of the women. In the end of that escapade he got a giant muffin and a sack of cookies - some of which he would have been eating if it wasn't for the cigarette he was indulging in. He smiled too himself and looked down the road to see Khaat and some other guy watching a kid do some sort of show. Rob stubbed his cigarette out on the bottom of his shoe and put it behind his ear before taking some mints from his pocket. He stuck one on his tongue and wandered over to the show. Rob wrapped his arms around Khaat's waist and smiled inwardly. "Long time no see, Beautiful. Where have you been hiding?"

Gar then brandished the pole in front of his mouth, using magic to manipulate the flames he made into a large dragon, then made it explode in a shower of sparks, smoke everywhere.
Then he flipped off the house again and sprayed a huge gust of fire through the smoke and going into the sky. Dropping down, he made another slow descent from a good hundred feet, a fall that could have killed him. Hearing gasps from the crowd, he shot them a grin and blew a huge gust of fire over them.
Reaching into the bag and pulling out some knives while dipping the stick into the bucket of oil, he sent the knives high into the air with fire, then used a dart bored and held it up so they all landed dead on bullseye. He threw the dartboard like a Frisbee into the crowd. He saw a man catch it and give it to what could only be his son.

"Where have you been?" she smiled, kissing him. "I missed you. Come sit with me. Our entertainer is Garulian Slither. He is staying with me. I wouldn't let him stay outside in his tent in January. He is a great kid, and he's agreed to do chores around the place in exchange for board and room. He and some friends helped me fight off some death eaters at the house last night. They came back to check on us this morning, and i cooked breakfast. I'd be happy to cook a little lunch or dinner for two later--if you're interested, that is." She caressed his cheek. "You look tired today."

"The Death Eaters still want to kill you?" Rob scowled, tightening his grip on Khaat ever so slightly. "Honestly, you'd think they'd take a hint after a while." He would be lying if he was happy about the Death Eaters hunting his girlfriend but then again who would be? However, the thought of Khaat adding another child to her growing brood was something that made him smirk. He just wondered what she would think of Jinx. "So this kid is in your house? How big is it, Khaat because I might have to investigate.." Rob chuckled and kissed her neck. "Lunch would be exceptional." he murmured, breathing in her scent. "I didn't really sleep well last night."

"I think I need to add some rooms onto my house, Dear. But i have a strange problem I need you to think about. I have all this empty space in my closet and a couple of empty dresser drawers. Suppose you could find use for them?"

Garulia then turned and pulled a few swords out coated in oil, putting the pole back into the bag finally.With a huge breath, he sent the swords high into the air and started juggling them...
About a half hour later he was done, after many other tricks and flips and such.
"Exceptionally good haul today!" he said, taking the money-filled bucket back to the bench where Khaat and them were sitting. Noticing the new guy, he held out his hand. "I'm Garulia, nice to meet you."
Then he thrust a few galleons towards Khaat.
"That's for letting me stay at your house so cheap," he said, still having a lot of money left.