Emma's Manhatten -- Central Park -- Sunday Evening

[icecoldfrost]

It had been quick work to arrange a portal off the island, and now Emma found herself sitting at the edge of Bethesda Terrace, happily munching away on a hot dog.

"Better?" she asked her companion, tossing a bit of her bun to a wandering duck. "I promise, if anyone shows up purporting to be from the future, I'll dunk them in the lake for you."

[For the Little Sibling, please.]