"Hello Tammy, nice to see you. I'll have two sandwiches with cheese, salad and salami and a small cofee without milk." Harry smiled nicely and recited the same order he always would. When he saw that she has the tickets in her hand, he smiled a little. "Oh my, I was just about to offer you a free ticket I got. Those artists are giving so much of them that I'm suprised they make profit at all."<br/><br/>Outside the Cafee, Carl waves at the clown's colorful ride. The Volksvagen turned and stopped, but rather than approaching Carl it just halted in the middle of the street.<br/>"What can we do to you sir? We are supposed to offer you tickets, not the other way..!"<br/>The colorful clown's head popped trough the window and teased the man with a laughing voice.<br/>"But okay, come here and I'll give you five tickets on one condition. On condition you give four of them to others..." The watery eyes sparkled michieviously. "We're so generous, it's hard to make profit at all!"<br/><br/>And Tyler in his truck could easily see the whole scene. The clown-mobile stopped in the middle of the street and blocked it. Driving the Chevy around it wouldn't be too easy... And it just happened that there was no one else on the street accept of them.