Strata walked into the village to be met by happy sounds of greeting. 3 younger teens around 13 or 14 ran up to him excitedly. "Can you do it again please?" They begged giving Strata sad puppy dog faces. He wasn't moved by them smirking and held his hand out. "You know what the cost for a show is." He said smiling at them as they groaned and they each handed over what was looking for. "Thank you, thank you, and thank you. This gets you each an hour long personal show." He said before waving his hand over the boys' heads and little thunderclouds appeared over their heads. The thunderclouds began producing bolts of lightning that flashed through the clouds but never struck down. The boys stared up into the clouds transfixed. "Enjoy." He said before heading towards his home. He was on his way there when he was stopped again this time by a middle-aged woman. "I'm tired of the way my kids act could you do something about it, Chase?" He smiled politely and told her he was busy but he'd take care  of the boys when he wasn't so busy. He walked up to his house and yard. Then enterred wihout waiting not coming there.