That was Beau for you. He could say the most seductive thing and say it in such a way that it sounded so damn casual and flippant that only the intended audience would know it meant something more than everyday conversation. "One way or another," she echoed, the words nearly lost in all the chaos around them. Children ran past with their arms full of prizes, screams permeated the air, and the lighthearted carnival music served as the beat to it all.
"I know, I know. Jeez, can't we just have one night were it isn't all about that?" she asked, her sights already set on a stand that was advertising caramel apples, fried "everything," lemonade, and of course, beer.