[He could've ended up dressed as a prince or something more heroic-like, yet he's stuck with the werewolf-like silly ears and matching tail, even some whiskers painted on his cheeks. Carrying some fittingly orange-dyed cotton candy, he's arriving near that stall to watch her struggles (?) or be equally curious about these silly items.]
There you are. [He lost you for a second, clearly the sparkly eye-box's allure was too strong.]