“OK, now that we’ve warmed up, how about the Scrambler?” Claire asked once they had gotten off.

“Sure,” Rose said before remembering when she’d come to the Ex with her dad when she was younger.  “That’s my dad’s favourite ride,” she added after her moment of reminiscence.

They had to wait in a longer line for this ride, but soon they were stepping into one of the hanging seats of the Scrambler.  Rose got in first, then Claire sat down beside her.  The car was big enough for the two of them, but they were pushed together more than Rose was used to.  She felt a small warm sensation inside of her as Claire’s thigh pressed against hers.  Trying not to blush, she looked away.  Claire didn’t seem to notice this, instead looking around and bouncing excitedly while waiting for the ride to start.

Much like on the merry-go-round, Claire was surprisingly unconcerned with holding on tight.  Throughout the ride, she waved her hands in the air and leaned back as the car spun around and around.

Rose, though not a white-knuckled rider, was a little surprised at this since her own habits were to hold onto whatever restraints a ride provided.  Claire’s carefree riding was different, but fun.  For a moment Rose tried it too, and the two of them were spinning with their arms up in the air, but Rose quickly went back to holding the lap bar.

They went on a few more rides, but very soon it was time for lunch.  From the plethora of options that the food building provided, they settled on poutine and Tiny Tom donuts for desert.  They had a small debate over what flavour to buy as they waited in line for the small confections.

“We’re getting cinnamon, right?” Claire asked.  “Cinnamon’s my favourite.”

“We’ve got to get icing sugar,” Rose replied.  “Icing sugar’s classic!”

“I like cinnamon better,” Claire retorted.  “Come on, Rose! It’s cool to be old-school, but cinnamon is better than powdered sugar!”

“Fine,” Rose said.  “You can get cinnamon.  I’ll have icing sugar.  We can get some of each.”

They watched the machine send the tiny donuts around and around until they got to the front of the line, each of them ordering some in their own favourite flavour.