Molly laughed as Bridget swung out her arms. It was fun to have found someone else who was expressive when they talked. “There was a man who ate fire?! I’ve heard of it done before, but did you get to see it? And vendors, what kind are there. And, oh, I’ve got so many questions! Can you tell me, what do people do? You’re city’s so much bigger than mine. It must be very different, at festival time.”