She oohed and ahhed lightly over the various thing, the fire eater getting applause, the human pincushion earning a flinch as he shoved a nail up his nose, the tattoo lady admired, the two headed turtle marveled at.
And oh, there was the inevitable mermaid tank. Admittedly, one could hardly see the seam in the costume, or the light wires holding it up - lighting, mirrors, and setting made it seem almost real. This one happened to be singing, and was advertised as The Siren - straight from the blue waters of the Mediterranean! Melpomene simply scoffed.