Nikkie just looked at him, the 'WTF' all over her face. "A giant fly," she repeated, a bit dubiously. "OK then."
The taxi pulled up to the market, and Nikkie paid the driver and got out, stretching out her back. She sniffed the air and grinned. "Mmm, they must've just made some churros. Quick! We must seize them before everyone else does."