"Ugh, weird puppets," she says, shuddering theatrically. "Even worse. There's just something not...trustworthy about them." Out loud, it sounds absurd, more bizarre than even the strangest things Darrow's thrown at them both, and Rosie laughs. "But I'll trust your opinion on the skeletons."

Sabrina squeezes her hand, and she glances down, smiling at the quick strengthening of the contact. It settles a little, pleasantly, inside her. "Let's do that spinning ride first," she says, looking towards the tilt-a-whirl as they get closer to the carnival set up along the boardwalk. "Then again, the ferris wheel is always a lot of fun..."