[Gamer's Circle into Cookhouse]

[Food, Jill needed some food.

Directions had told her where she needed to go, which meant passing through all the attractions at Gamer's Circle.

The didn't seem too interested in the games themselves, though that wasn't entirely the case.

She'd occasionally stop by and spectate as others actually participated in the games themselves, watching as they lost more often than won.

The workers manning the games looked to get her to join in, too. To which Jill responded with:]

No thanks, I'm just gonna get some food and be on my way.

[... Or she could go a round of balloon-popping.]


[Wildcard-ish]

[Alright then. She's about had enough. This place is trippy and all, but she has a job to get back to and a paycheck to earn.

Rent isn't going to pay itself.

Why can't rent ever pay itself.

So Jill is practically walking all over the carnival grounds, asking and stopping anybody willing to spare a few moments.]

Hey.

Can you point me to the nearest magical exit or whatever? Boss is going to be mad at me if I'm late like this.