THEY MANAGED TO WANDER down to the wharf that day after all, but nothing exciting happened, which the girls were completely okay with. Tourists flocked together, going in and out of the stores, surrounding available benches and eating, always eating. In Cat's opinion, there was very little difference between people and seagulls when it came right down to it. They both tended to swarm where things looked or smelled interesting.
Mai was simultaneously awed by her surroundings, while commenting nostalgically whenever she saw an old street sign or a building that she recognized. At one point, Cat had to drag her away from a pedestrian crossing sign when she became obsessed with the flashing lights.
"But how does it do that? Is this a new kind of magic?"
Mai hit the button repeatedly, keepin
