{SF} Unofficial Eating Contest

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank nodded sagely as Barry stroked his clearly impressive, if imaginary beard. Yes, there was definitely much there to consider and contemplate upon, all the secrets of the multiverse and how this whole thing worked for both of them. Soon she was hopping up and down at the thought of doing all the juggling and how much bank you could get. "Dude, we could get bank at a circus too," Frank pointed out, swiping her hand between the two of them. Frank also made sure to mimic the gestures he made with her head, almost looking like some kind of strange, pop-culture obsessed snake or something.

Frank giggled as Barry scooped up the bags. Soon he had her hand and they were both heading toward the Ferris Wheel. "So hype!" Frank agreed, bobbing up and down on her toes. "Ugh, there's a line though! At least it's not too long. And I don't see any angry midgets or something around," Frank lowered back to her toes, nodding at Barry. "that's a real problem around here: we've got at least one angry midget who goes around stomping things. We had more, but the older one died."

Frank then did what probably counted as crossing yourself if you were a Jedi.