"ZEE MAGIC!" Captain's stocking feet sprawled wide and heavy on the ground as they came into full support of themselves again, though they propped one hand on Derfie's well-muscled shoulder to support themselves while their head slowed from its dizzying spin. They proceeded to pat themselves down, as if determining that all of them had come off of the spinning dance in one piece. When they discovered that most of them was in one piece, Snippy had already left.

"Ah, my little wandering biscuit has gone in search of butter patties," Captain mused, disappointed but not entirely surprised. They'd been hoping to put both Derfie and Snippy into a simultaneous headlock to show gratitude, and also perhaps to rest their weary feet! They made do by turning back towards Derfie and clapping her shoulders with surprising force. "You have been a true backup dancer, suitable to mein entourage! I shall dub thee zee twinkliest of toes," accompanied by stocking toe-waggling, of course, on their part. "Miss Twinkly, Delegate of Zion to the Outreach Branch of Captania!" She had just been knighted, albeit with sternly pointed fingers to either shoulder and to the crown of her juicily coiffed flaxy hairs.

They heard Snippy's whinging dopplering off the crowd as his trajectory brought him around again, and, when the short man came close, Captain turned and made good on fulfilling their headlocking destiny. It wasn't hard to judge where Snippy would be (storming right their way for payback) and how hard he was going to fight back (with all the power of a wounded dickens), so hopefully a gently coconutting on the top of his head would show Captain's appreciation for the short orbit. "Snippy! Did you bring the water?!"