"Damn, girl-" the carny just shook his head, caught between being equally impressed and wanting these two gone because they were bad for business. Nobody won the prize-level on their first dollar. That gave out the wrong idea- especially when the little demonstration had drawn some attention from the quaffed crowd around them. "Yeah, jus'... go'head and pick somethin' from this row." He indicated the hanging plush creatures above his head, mostly four-foot tall Puff the Magic Dragons and Scooby Doo's. She picked a neon green Puff and handed it to Rory as they meandered away from the booth.
"Guess that mean's we're sittin' on the top bench," she chuckled a little at him. The thing was huge and honestly, smelled like packing plastic to her sensitive nose. He could have it.