Enteinne shrugged as he locked his bike up, "I dunno. You de one that said dey come here an' insisted I take you. Maybe dey wanted ta ride de rides, non?"
Once his bike was secure, he came up behind his sister and slung an arm over her shoulder, attempting to comfort her as he steered her toward the giant smiling clown that acted as the entrance to the midway games.
"Neva did like dem t'ings. Clowns. Creepy painted faces an' all."
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