"...Hehehe." Fanni laughs cheerfully while I stare at her stupid face. We're at the amusement park, next in line to get the ice cream she's been dying to try.
"Why are you so weird?" I ask her, unable to stop smiling with excitement over something as trivial as ice cream.
"S-Sorry!! I'm just really excited—"
"Next." The employee handling the sales speaks with a tone of total boredom. He seems to hate this job.
"T-That's me!! Me!! Me!!" She stops talking to me and latches onto the counter while placing her order at an extremely fast pace, bouncing to make herself more visible over the tall counter. The attendant watches her making a mess and looks like he wants to kick her out for disrupting the line, but I give him a serious look and tell him to ignore her while flashing a lot of money at him and shaking my head with a dismissive wave.
He seems to understand, so he stays quiet, accepting this "bribe" so he won't make Fanni leave the line without her ice cream.
