Hunger had finally driven Wilbur from the Innoventions stage so he made his way away from the “living room”, leaving various things strewn across the set. He headed towards a churro stand that he vaguely remembered being on the way out of Tomorrowland, stopping at a kiosk that sold some of those old fashioned space doll things. He couldn’t remember what movie it was – something his dad had liked, and he sort of thought there was a ride based on it somewhere, but that wasn’t important. What was important, though, was that there was someone else there.

“Hello there!” Wilbur called out cheerfully as he approached the weird kiosk. “How’re you?”