"Disguises huh? well, you could them that too..." He said with an indifferent look in the space. "A strange man?? Why are you saying that??" he said while he changed into a man wearing a green jean and a yeallow shirt with a red mohawk for hair. "I'm not strange at all". In that point he couldn't help it and he laughed along with her. Her giggle was followed by a big and open-hearted laugh that reminded a lot the laugh of Santa Claus. But it was just another trick on his voice.<br/><br/>He watched her eat while she was talking. She looked content but he could see that she had a... "disguise" as well, a "mask" on her face that covered all of her misfortunes and difficulties that her eyes had witnessed and her body had endured. Though hers was a natural one. Not a magical. He was the Master Of Disguise after all. He knew masks when he saw them, so he could tell. But it wasn't right now the time to bring up such a tender subject. He choosed to meet Mimi first. She was the who found the ticket after all.<br/><br/>"I'm crazy??CRAZY!?!?! Of course not... when someone sees me the word<span style="font-style: italic">crazy</span>gets a whole new meaning!....and nice!" said he and waited for a while. "...and I'm not a goofy...Do I look like a goofy to you?" he said and while he was walking he stepped on a banana and fell on the floor. "Well, maybe a little" he laughed at those words.<br/><br/>And then he suddenly changed into a proffesor's form. "Now let's be serious and mature. Shall we my dear?" he said in a perfect english accent from London. "Now then, you said you wanna learn<span style="font-style: italic">how</span>and<span style="font-style: italic">why</span>. Before I start to tell I must ask... Do you believe in Magic Mimi?" he said and at the end of his words he made a white rose appear in his hand and gave it to her.