On his walk out the door, he took off his cape, crumbling it up into a rag in his hand. He was tired of doing this. The walk to his car was always longer than it should have been. But he had to park down the street in order to prepare his act with no children around. He reached his car and pulled out his keys after fishing them from the bottom of his cluttered pocket. He felt heavy. His trousers and shirt were full of contraptions and hidden objects used in his act. He carefully removed the items from his person, placing them delicately in their respective compartment in the car, after resetting them for his next show in an hour. He resented doing this. He threw his cape into the back seat, driving off to bring wonder and joy to the next group of children for the day.