"Cricket bat, that's the one that looks like someone stuck a Slugger under a steamroller, right? Might do the trick. And I don't think I'm Gandalf enough for a staff. Or Donatello enough, if you really wanna speak my language."

He frowned. Something about Christmas had her really shaken up. Maybe it was family. Maybe it was that time travel stuff, since she mentioned skipping ahead. Either way, they both seemed like they had subjects they wanted to avoid.

"Marbles'd only really be good with a slingshot. What about like ... bocce balls? Those things could pack a wallop."