Molly and Dean had mended things so Molly didn't have a problem with anyone. Well, maybe that guy over there at the Whack A Mole game whose pants were barely hanging onto his hips. That was kind of mind scarring. One strong breeze and everyone nearby would discover if he was Jewish.
With that slightly disturbed and stunned look on her face, Molly was just kind of standing there staring at the people the fair seemed to have summoned up from the depths of humanity. Then she heard Jo. She turned and gave the blonde a grateful look.
"Hey." She lifted her hand in a wave before gesturing towards the crowds. "Have you seen this?! This is...a buffet! At the critters of the night Golden Corral! Not even a good buffet!"