Wanda's smile was returned by Dr. Strange, and he nodded slowly as if he could hear what she was thinking. It was about time these young people were returned to their lives as well. They were more than prepared to move forward, whether it was into a cave or more towards each other to continue this discussion as they grew and learned about their power.
"Thank you all," he said with finality, "for joining me here today. I am glad to have had the chance to speak with each of you." He looked between each of them to offer another smile, really meaning what he had said. Hopefully, as the magic users studied, their future meetings would under just as amicable terms. "Mr. Druid," he started on his right, turning to watch the boy disappear from the beach in a flash. At the same moment, a woman over Dr. Strange's shoulder blinked. "Mr. Kaplan," the sorcerer continued, and Billy was gone the same way Sebastian had, finding himself back where he had been, the juice in his hand and the clocks unchanged, before he had been called away. "Miss Maximoff. Miss Wicked."
As the last of the queer little party toddled back toward the water's edge, his cape shining before disappearing, too, and he was standing once again in his swim suit, the other visitors on the beach began to look around, mumble to each other, and cry out as they cut across the sky. The rubber tube that had been bouncing with the subtle lapping of the water against the sand squeaked as Dr. Strange settled into it again, and he squinted up at the murky sky, indulging in the warmth of the sun.