Harry/Jonathan
Harry stood by the booth with his hands shoved in his pockets, watching a teenager attempt to win a prize for her date. He turned to smile at the kid with the camera who'd spoken up. "Nah, I'm hoping they'd be more honest than that. Although," he grinned," It'd be pretty funny if someone busted them for cheating, wouldn't it? Just knocked the whole thing over and they stuck together on the way down?"
He paused to watch the teen throw again, missing the stack of bottles by an inch. "Aw, so close! Hey, nice camera, by the way." he said, turning back to face the kid. "Don't suppose you got any good shots of the parade earlier? I missed it 'cause I was working then."