"He doesn't need magic." Aarne shook his head a bit. "He has something all his own when he's on stage."

The Spiders on stage were crazy. As wild as the other two bands got the crowd it was never as wild as when Ziggy and Mick stepped out on the stage. When a concert ended the place exploded into riots sometimes and it was like nothing the Fin had ever seen before.

"I'm among them." Aarne responds, playfully cocky but it was probably true in some ways. He might be a sweetheart but experience told him he was way too much for most to handle. Still giggling he starts piling the batter up in the hot oil, similar to funnel cake but lemon and more cake like than what others typically had at carnivals.