Still. It was cool. It was neat. And Arik was going to enjoy it.
They were just approaching the metal bars that partitioned off the area between those who had not paid from those who had when, for the second time that day, the two of them were ensconced by bodies. Instead of polished businessmen however, children by the dozens rushed the gate and split around them in their attempts to make it to the entrance first. Arik lifted his attentions away from the kids, and got a glimpse of a harried, yet surprisingly stoic young woman.
They exchanged a smile, and as she began to round up the hoard, she waved the two of them forward. “You guys go first. You do not want to get stuck behind this.”