Now there's an odd question to ask a girl. Tina sniffs experimentally at the air as though it will reveal its olfactory secrets to her before giving her companion a side eye for several long moments until an idea seems to strike her.
"Oh! I think I know what you mean, follow me!"
Tina scampers on ahead with a gleeful expression on her face. Up and down the plaza streets--past cafes and food stalls and all manner of delicious smelling locales. Past all of it actually. Until they get to a mostly empty parking lot with a shoddy tent put up in one corner.
Fantastic Friedmont's Fireworks! reads the sign hanging over the tent. Tina squeals with glee an inhales deeply the scents of flash powder and primer.
"Ohmyguuuuuuuuh I could just sit here five-evah it smells like explosions it's so good I'm gonna diiiieeee." Or maybe that's the dextrose and other chemicals going into their lungs.
I am sorry but I couldn't resist
"Oh! I think I know what you mean, follow me!"
Tina scampers on ahead with a gleeful expression on her face. Up and down the plaza streets--past cafes and food stalls and all manner of delicious smelling locales. Past all of it actually. Until they get to a mostly empty parking lot with a shoddy tent put up in one corner.
Fantastic Friedmont's Fireworks! reads the sign hanging over the tent. Tina squeals with glee an inhales deeply the scents of flash powder and primer.
"Ohmyguuuuuuuuh I could just sit here five-evah it smells like explosions it's so good I'm gonna diiiieeee." Or maybe that's the dextrose and other chemicals going into their lungs.