Who: Madison Mitchell and Jack What: Meeting When: Sunday night Where: The Carnival Warning: Sexuality
While Madison was dressed to kill for her date, she wasn't exactly prepared for the walking it took to make the full round of the carnival. As a result of this, she and her date, Brad something-or-other from down the hall at the office, had taken a liberal number of sitting breaks, in between the fun house and the tilt-a-whirl and the various other screaming metal death traps that made the whole experience so very, very charming. As the couple walked across a strip of lights that bathed them in red, yellow, and green, Madison caught sight of a large bearded carnie lighting up by the side of one of the stalls.
"That reminds me." She said, and it took Brad a few paces to realize that his date had stopped walking. "I can smoke here."
"I thought you quit." He said somewhat plaintively.
"I'm a lawyer, I lied." Madison replied, and began to rummage through her purse for her lighter.