There was another entity sneaking toward the crowd that day, but not to watch the people. No. This two-foot-tall, winged being hovered nearby, cloaked in glamour so as not to be noticed, but his attention was fixed solely on the pizza cart, and its glorious contents. Fresh, yeasty crust; greasy melted cheese, and delectable tomato sauce...there was just something about it that was addictive to the overgrown pixie. Or maybe it was just the MSG.
Either way, he had a one-track mind, and wasn't really paying attention to the fact that there was something otherworldly approaching the crowd, besides him.