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Persi paused in his syrup-dragging, and blinked at Andrea. "Um... yes. You can. Hulu is a site that has a bunch of movies and TV shows. I think you can watch a certain amount free per... day or week... no matter what, but if you want to watch more without waiting you have to make an account. I'm not sure if you have to pay for the account, or if there are different versions and you only pay for some, or what. And... Netflix is a company that you rent movies from. You make an account and a list of things you want to watch, and pay them something per month, and they'll send you three DVDs, and whenever you finish watching one you send it back, and they'll send you the next thing on your list. Or they'll just stream videos to your computer, I'm not sure if you have to register the specific computer though, or just sign in so they know it's you."

...Hopefully Persi hadn't broken Andy with that much information. He waved to the large snake as it appeared, waved back with its tongue, and then disappeared again.

"Oh." Blake's first thought was to suggest that she wear a hood and keep the snakes inside it, but then he thought about what angry, trapped snakes might do to the neck next to them. Not to mention the missing, writhing hood that would result. Probably not a good idea, then.

"Hm." Blake was running out of things to talk about. That wouldn't be good; she'd been fidgeting less while they talked. What else was related to parades? Or that sort of old fashioned family holiday stuff she seemed to enjoy? "Have you been camping? Or picnicking?"

"Yeah, they're great, you'll like them. There's even a baby dragon." Not in every movie, and it wasn't there for long, but still. A baby dragon. Persi would like a baby dragon. "I have--oh." No, he didn't have the movies anymore, and even if he did, there was certainly no way his parents would allow them to be lent to a mutant. "Well... there's Netflix, that's more convenient but you need an account. And Blockbuster, I'm not sure where one is but there's got to be one somewhere nearby." Probably. Depending on how far you thought counted as 'near,' anyway. "Or you could watch them online. Hulu... you can watch some free there, but you need an account to watch more than a certain amount, so you might need to sign up to watch the movies without being interrupted. And there are probably other sites like that, but I don't know them off the top of my head." Along with Viewtube, of course, but Harry Potter could afford to stalk it and take down copies of the movies. Plus, Persi got the impression that Andrea might disapprove of watching them there, since Persi was pretty sure it was technically illegal.

"Um... well, I guess it depends on how old you are. Every generation has some." And Persi could think of several, really. He used the edge of the fork to drag syrup into thin lines between where cinnamon had fallen. "Finding Nemo is one you might like."

Blake paused, blinked, and then went back to sketching. So that was why her family hadn't celebrated Halloween; they weren't American. Clearly they should, though; paper kites sounded kind of interesting, especially if there were a lot of unique ones, but also kind of... boring, for a holiday. "I didn't know anyone made kites out of paper anymore. Where are you from?" At least, not after kindergarten. He vaguely recalled making paper kites as a class project then. And that they hadn't worked well at all.

That sounded very... homey. Like would happen in a TV show about the fifties, maybe. "Did you ever go see the parades?" Really, Blake wasn't very fond of parades either, but that was mostly due to there being far, far too many people around for them. Watching them on TV didn't sound any more fun, though; at least at the real ones, his family would pay much less attention to them, and he could pretend not to hear them if he wanted to.

"Oh." Well... that wouldn't be much of a difference for Persi, anyway. Some friendly and some hostile people was... how the world worked, as far as he knew. He'd never been to a place where there weren't some people who hated him. Sure, in church they (well, the adults) made an attempt to pretend they were trying to hide it, but it was still pretty obvious. A place where everyone was friendly would be... bizarre. And possibly make Persi suspect mind control.

...Oh. Okay, breaking laws was a bit less normal. Yeah, Persi could see the problem there. Living with criminals seemed like it could be a bit of a problem. Suddenly Sanctuary seemed less appealing. "Yeah, that... would be."

"You should, they're great!" How she had managed not to watch them, Persi had no idea. But clearly it needed to be fixed. "And everyone knows them, even if you don't like them you've got to watch them just so you'll know when everyone's talking about them."

Persi wasn't entirely sure how he managed not to run into anyone while he hurried down the sidewalk. That he wasn't running helped, though he was moving about as fast as he could without running, and that only because actually running would attract too much attention. Despite that, he couldn't quite see; he could, but the instant he wasn't currently seeing or hearing any given thing the memory of it was completely gone, and his brain only seemed to be interpreting what it saw enough to not run into anyone. All the rest of it seemed to be occupied running in circles and babbling in fear too quickly to even finish a word.

He got a few blocks away before he had to stop at a corner, and the panic almost immediately started draining away. That... hadn't really been justified, entirely. It wasn't like she knew him, he could always have made something up, just said he'd ask his parents to call, and she'd never know the difference. He frowned down at the sidewalk. Yeah, that had been stupid... but he really didn't like that topic. Those topics. School and parents were both just... bad right now.

...And he still had the cup. Persi scowled at it as soon as he noticed. What kind of store gave out actual glasses anyway? Sure it felt better than having his hands frozen immediately because of a plastic cup, but still. It meant that he had to go back.

...That was going to suck. Having to go in and explain that he'd accidentally stolen the glass and could they please not arrest him for it or anything would be horrible even if they decided to actually believe him. And really, who would believe that he ran away with the glass without noticing because someone asked him about school? But even if they did believe him Cara would be there and he's have to explain himself to her... he had no idea how to do that.

...Maybe he could wait until she left. Then at least he'd only have one problem to deal with. It would be rude to avoid her, but probably not ruder considering he'd already run away, so... he couldn't fix that. So he'd go find the store, then find somewhere nearby to wait for her to leave. That would work. Well, as close as it could get to working, anyway. Persi sighed and turned around.