It didn't seem like a good idea to answer when the waitress was standing beside them and she'd taken that moment to deliver their orders. If she thought Kristoff's move from one table to another was strange, she kept it to herself.
Summer waited until her sausage, eggs, and toast had been set down along with Kristoff's order and the waitress had gone before she spoke again.
"I don't really have any control, I guess. I mean, I'm not very good at it. I can do tricks with it. It's not really... impressive now that you know how it's done, I guess."
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