He holds up a hand. He's seen this act before. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," he protests, knowing he's losing ground with the kid by the second, "you want to see something cool? Huh?" He turns around and grabs a piece of bar stationary. After a couple of quick folds, he presents her with a neat, fairly accurate origami swan. "Look --" he pulls on the tail and the beak strains forward "-- pretty cool, huh? Your own Spruce Goose."