His smile looked like it would fall off if it got any larger; it made him look crazier than usual. “Awesome!” he looked over to the booths and quickly made an assessment of which booth looked like it had the largest crowd to pass through. During good times like this people didn’t pay attention to their pockets and didn’t bother to check when bumped into. He wasn’t any good at it but he usually ended up with a good fistful at the end of a good day. “That one looks good. You game?” he pointed at a stand that was selling something on a stick. Denver began to walk off, forgetting that he still was holding onto Indigo.