Mel ducked into the tent, just missing a Christmas light, and smiled at the man she saw there.
Back home, she'd immediately have started trying to get away with half the guy's stuff. And from what she could see, there was some prime grab here. But from what she'd heard--and seen--as a result of the fair, Mel knew nothing here was to be messed with. It was like poking an ant hill.
So far she'd had no issues of her own, but she was hearing the corn maze was... well, full of monsters. And that was something she needed to get to. To help.
"Hey," she said, in greeting. "What's all this stuff?"