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[pornbang]

On Saturday June 14, Valley Fair opens at 10 AM to a warm, sunny day.  The highs are supposed to reach nearly 80 degrees, but for now it's breezy and a little cooler; although there are thunderstorms promised in the evening, it's basically a perfect day to be at an amusement park.

Which is where the population of St. Jude's has been invited to be

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[little_gust]

May's first priority is to get herself an ice cream cone, complete with flake, to nom on whilst she queues for the rollercoaster. Because rollercoasters are awesome and so is she, and therefore she is not at all concerned that eating something which mostly consists of milk and sugar beforehand will have messily unpleasant results later on. For everyone's sake, she had better be right about that.

[buggedboy]

Jack's first priority, on the other hand, is to ride every single ride in the park. Yes, all of them. At once.

Unfortunately, the people running Valley Fair-- and also, the laws of physics-- forbid this. So after much internal debate and angst, Jack has settled on going for the rollercoaster first, and as it happens he's just in front of May in line, eyeing that ice cream cone speculatively. "How's the food here?" he asks, flashing her a friendly grin. "Haven't had time to try it yet."

[little_gust]

For the sake of the typist totally read about the park and realised there were multiple rollercoaster type rides before typing, whatever are you implying, let's say they're queuing for the BIGGEST rollercoaster, because that's the one that the term 'the rollercoaster' is liable to be most apt for. Yes.

ANYWAY. May licks her lips and regards the cone with mock-seriousness before flashing a smile at Jack. "Ice cream is good. Can't speak for the rest of it - yet." Oh yes, that's a statement of intent, snack food vendors.

[buggedboy]

Of course it's the biggest rollercoaster. Like Jack would settle for anything else. "Rest of it smells good," he points out. "But smells can be deceiving." Shrug, and a pause during which he tries to remember that proper small talk should never be about food poisoning. "I figured I might as well ask first. Just to be safe."

He's still glad he hasn't eaten yet, though. No point wasting (potentially) perfectly good food by losing it again right afterwards.

[little_gust]

Mentioning food poisoning or the chances of throwing up on a rollercoaster would be unwise at this point, yes. Although how exactly May would respond... well, let's leave that to everyone's imagination. "Does smell good! Suspect depends on individual taste for sugar and grease, though." Because these are the two main ingredients of every amusement park food group: stuff on sticks, stuff on plates, and stuff that doesn't need a stick or a plate but may come in a bun.

[buggedboy]

Jack isn't going to mention these things, then! Really. He's not. You can almost see how determinedly he's not mentioning them.

"There are people who don't like sugar and grease?" He looks genuinely astonished by this for a moment. "What sad lives they must lead."

[little_gust]

May sees what you're not saying thar B| Or... almost.

"Apparently! There's this whole movement of people who only eat grease and sugar free foods, as if it were healthy or something. Sweetest things are fresh fruit." They can both totally not laugh together. "Have yet to pass the youthful enthusiasm stage and fall into such a figure-conscious malaise of taste, myself." Which she will make clear by nomming her ice cream some more. Take that, health food fiends - this stuff is delicious.

[buggedboy]

Well, Jack's not exactly known for being subtle. He is totally straight-faced right now, though! Well . . . kind of. Maybe.

"Nothing that tastes as good as funnel cake could ever be unhealthy," he declares, firmly. "That would be so un-Darwinian."

[little_gust]

May has no time for poker faces, but she does have the advantage of an ice cream cone. That totally counts as cover or something.

"Exactly. If it was bad, it would taste like crap, not like awesome on a stick - wait, that's candyfloss." Thoughtful pause! "Darwin is rarely wrong."

[buggedboy]

Ice cream cones provide fantastic tactical advantage :( Jack, not being a girl, doesn't even have a purse he could use. Or hair. So he will just have to continue poker-facing. (Badly.)

"Candyfloss is a vital food group," he informs her. "So are corn dogs."

[little_gust]

They also provide fantastic tastiness advantage :9 Not that she's smug in her superior possession of ice creamness. No, not at all (this is a lie).

"Hmm, that may be so. I feel extensive sampling may be in order, though, just to make sure." Ever the voice of reason, of course.

[buggedboy]

"Extensive regulated sampling." Jack folds his arms and frowns in thought, which is an excellent cover for trying not to laugh.. "We'd need to find a health-food nut to use as a control."

[little_gust]

"Ahh, therein lies problem - majority of participants today are teenagers, therefore lowering likelihood of health-food nuttery onset. Perhaps EPAC members most promising group, activism goes hand in hand with vegatarianism and healthy food concerns." May taps her chin thoughtfully with her free hand, which is also a good cover for totally-not-laughing.

[buggedboy]

"Hey." Jack sulks for a second. "I'm in EPAC. Or I was at my old school." For all the wrong reasons, of course. "But I bet if I join here too I could find people we could use. There were definitely some psycho vegan types in it back home." He is Planning Things. Run while you still can.

[little_gust]

"See? Not disproving hypothesis." May grins, which may be equally terrifying, and completely ignores any cosmic hints to escape whilst she can in favour of plunging ahead with this Plan. "Will have to be longer-running experiment, rather than on the spot today, though."