The man selling tickets would give the girls a long, slow look.  The creature that was waiting on their money was definitely a man that seemed to know what he liked.  "Oooh cheerleaders," he said in a long, slow intake of his breath.  "That's just what we need.  Some pep in this place.  I'll tell you what ladies.  Why don't you perform one of those little cheer routines, and show me some of what you got.  If you do, I'll give you tickets for free."  A little tilt of his head and he put his elbows on the podium before him, interlacing his fingers and resting his head on them.  Waiting.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, a few of the others within the grounds of the dark carnival would approach the border, staring at the seven women that were being offered free tickets for a bit of a show.  The strongman was there, along with another who looked like he could be the brother of the ticket seller.  A few of the midgets that had been scrambling around paused as well to view it.  Other people, to the dismay of more than a few wives, had stopped to get an eyeful of the women at the entrance of the Night Parade.<br/><br/>A giant of a man, easily nearing eight feet tall and over half his height in width, paused to see what was the show.  The moment he saw the women standing there, a groan escaped him.  One of the midgets quickly slapped him in the knee, drawing his attention away long enough to gain his composure.  A shake of the head, and he'd go back to watching.  He stood in a bit of a crouch, as if it were his natural pose.