The cotton candy was bigger than his head. It was pink and fluffy and sticky, but God, it tasted so good. He had a mouthful of the stuff, a soda under his arm, as he approached his very grumpy colleague.

"Oh my god, would it kill you to smile?" he asked, shoving the soda at him. "You're at this park, with...oh hold up. Is that funnel cake?" He looked behind Crozier, pulling another strand of cotton candy out to place against his tongue.