"SHH" Wade smacked himself upside the head, stumbled, and then shook his head to clear it. They'd found a place that had carnival games and rides. He had every intention of eating enough cotton candy and going on enough rides to puke up the Mona Lisa.
That doesn't even make sense inside our head.
"Sure it does." He stepped up to one of those shooting games, slapped down some quid, and proceeded to hit every target with a distressing amount of accuracy.
He then reached up, plucked the biggest, pinkest stuffed animal, and held it out to Pinkie.