UPDATE: (in explanation of *, **, and ***)
*Miserable in my singlehood, I had been thinking about the perfect bon mot and hair part, and how I had still not managed to parlay them into a date. Cotton candy exploded into the air, filling the Candy Shack with blue froth. Gay Panda was covered from head to foot, and watched in horror as a large clump floated out the service window and attached itself to a woman’s ponytail. She remained unaware and walked on. I have a knack for getting food in other people’s hair.
**Roger took great pride in never washing his hands after using the restroom. He bragged about this frequently, so to watch his fingers sink into the fruit cup was even more disgusting.
***Always, always be wary of a person serving your food with a sweet smile.