Mickey! [Is actually smiling at him! Faintly but still! Waves him over with more enthusiasm than he would normally exhibit.]
[Sebastian's off doing god knows what at who knows where, with even odds placed that he might even be watching the two of them from a protective distance if he hasn't learned to trust Mickey around Ciel yet (you can never tell with those possessive demon types). So Mickey will find Ciel alone, seated in a cream and gold accented chair planted firmly on a matching checkered blanket. A porringer tea table sits in front of him, boasting some board game. Come play?]