Damien couldn’t help but smile as Ally quickly looped the string around his finger; he felt it tug as the chocolate toad hopped the width of the table and teetered at the edge.  Sensing it could go no further it glanced back; seemingly aware that Damien was impeding its natural desires.  With a grin he tugged on it and the Toad spilled backwards before righting itself in the middle of the table.  It looked up with; almost puppy dog eyes, or should that tadpole eyes.