Martin tried to keep his snickering under control and put on a serious expression as he marched towards the milkshake place. They certainly were quite the image.
He hummed the last few bars with her as they got to the door of the place, just as someone was leaving so he could stick his foot out and catch the door. No need for TK at least.
"Where do you want to sit?" He asked the owl on his shoulder as they entered.
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