The sudden attack of the food thief takes Viatorus by surprise, just like most things Harrowheart has done this trip. He blinks at his friend, a little dazed for being stirred from his own thoughts. "It's candyfloss."

In contrast, Isidor wrinkles up her nose at Harrowheart's theft of a chip. The fact that he seems to dislike it gives her a mall note of satisfaction. "It's curry. It tastes... fine." Not fine dining, by any measure, but she feels the need to defend her choice nonetheless.

"I don't think this is the kind of fair that has beer," Runa tells him apologetically. She holds her hotdog closely, uncertain whether or not she too is going to be stolen from.

"What about a slice of pizza?" Isidor suggests as she spots a sign and points to it. "You like pizza, don't you?"