I smile at him and lead him out. Finding it's not far of a walk, we get there in around five minutes. The security guard takes one look at me before letting me in. Lights flag in all directions and the lights are dimmed enough to see people dancing on the dance floor.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of. — Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane