"I'm pretty sure that's what normal people do on dates to the fair-win each other stuffed animals. I'll even win you two of 'em."
Once they arrived at the faigrounds and Dean parked, she slipped her arm in his. It was a bit of an odd sensation, and she wasn't even quite sure she should. After all, showing affection in private was a lot different than walking into a public place in arm in arm.
All the same, she gave his arm a little squeeze before gently pulling him in the direction of the fairgrounds.
"Oktoberfest means beer, right?" she asked him. "If we're going to face down any psycho clowns, I'm going to want a beer."