It's the older Unicorn from the Univerty booth yesterday, little squiggly goat chin-strap and all. He's wearing one of the robes that the others sitting at the table off the side of the stage are wearing, though it looks more like it was more for him than any of them. His horn is perpetually glowing, it's blue streak matching the various sprawls of airborne text. Guy must be pretty good, managing half a parks worth of fine print and holding a conversation.