There was a frozen banana stand, open for business for the day.
And there was a Sky.
Obediently
dressed in a banana suit. Wondering what on Earth had possessed him to agree to take this job.
Sky settled in, hoping feverishly that nobody was going to want a banana today. Which, he realized, meant the entire town was probably going to turn up.
[OCD is forthcoming here, OMG. Have at it.]