At the mention of him carrying her again if she did get stuck in a place she wanted to get out of, she gently nudged him and giggled. [color=0072bc][b]"Be careful, you might summon something you don't want."[/b][/color] She was relieved that he squeezed her shoulder, seeming to put away her thoughts. But she trusted James, and gave his hand an extra squeeze in response to his joke. [color=0072bc][b]“Yeah, I would hate to lose you.”[/b][/color] She smiled. She soon got changed into the comfortable flats and they were in the car, headed towards the fairgrounds. She was pretty surprised that they had gotten there so quickly.

Freya listened as James began giving her information on fairground food beginnings, much to her delight. She loved learning new things, both mundane and extraordinary.[color=0072bc][b] “No, actually I didn’t.”[/b][/color] She giggled. [color=0072bc][b]“I’m not sure I could part with anything I have on right now for food. I’m glad we can just pay with currency instead.”[/b][/color] She sighed with relief. She had gone to grab her wallet after James began ordering, but he knew her all too well, and had given the cashier his hard instead. This earned him a look from Freya but she looked up at the menu. She hadn’t really had much fair food – much less any food that wasn’t made by James or local maids and butlers. She was taking a bit of a long time to decide. She wasn’t sure how any of it would taste. [color=0072bc][b]“Uhm..”[/b][/color]

[b]“Hey! Can you hurry up! Some of us wanna eat before next year!”[/b] A rather rude man exclaimed a few patrons down the line.

[color=0072bc][b]“S-Sorry..”[/b][/color] Freya began to fidget. [color=0072bc][b]“Uhm…Uhm..C-Can I…”[/b][/color] Her eyes kept scanning the menu chart. [color=0072bc][b]“C-Can…I have..uhm…t-two of your..chicken sandwiches?[/b][/color]” 

The woman at the register raised her eyebrow, leaning down to hear her better. [b]“I’m sorry, darlin’ I can barely hear you. Can you repeat that for me, please?” [/b]

She rubbed her arm, her nerves getting to her. [color=0072bc][b]“Y-Yes! I want..two of your sandwiches. T-The chicken ones. B-But I don’t want..any cheese on it. And c-can you add ketchup to it please?”[/b][/color]  

She seemed more than happy to oblige, seeing that she was already having a bit of a hard time, giving the gentleman who had spoken up a dirty look. [b]“That all for you, honey? Anything to drink for you folks?”[/b] She asked, noticing that James didn’t ask for anything to drink. [b]“You’re gonna want something for all those fries you got, hun.”[/b]
 
Freya nodded. [color=0072bc][b]“Yes..please.”[/b][/color] She looked at James. [color=0072bc][b]“Did you want to split..the fries? I-If not I can get my own.” [/b][/color]She said, and looked at the cashier. [color=0072bc][b]“I-Is there a way to upgrade the size of the fries?”[/b][/color] She asked, to which she nodded. [b]“O’course.”[/b] She rang Freya up for a drink, and looked at James. [b]“Are you two splitting a drink as well, or two separate ones?” [/b]Freya’s cheeks burned a little and she looked at the ground, grabbing James’ hand as she buried her face in his shoulder from embarrassment. She was trying to calm her nerves, and kept drumming her fingertips against the back of James’ hand that she was holding.