They were now nearing the food stall, the big yellow sign advertising "Worlds Beat Corn Dogs!"  And as far as Desmond knew the sign didn't lie. Not only were they huge, tasty, and came with a drink and plenty of toppings, they were cheap to boot.  Desmond ordered two, and covered his in honey, delicious, and handed the other one to Nate.<br/><br/>Desmond then sat down at a bench nearby the stall, in sight of the drop off point.  He then decided to start up a conversation with Nate.<br/>"So, how's your business doing recently?  Must be some pretty big jobs if you're you can pay double for a special order of beast."  Desmond kept his head facing forward, observing the street and all the people on it.  You could almost see a kind of flow to the movement of the pedestrians on the street.