"Welcome to the all new, wonderful $tan's $$$ Booth! Just drop in some cash for magic!" Grunkle Stan explained. He was violently hitting his cane on the booth table, it collapsed. "Dammit, that cost me 5 do-, I mean 5 000 000 dollars." The tourists started to boo and left.

"I'd rather go to Northwest Grill!" A tourist shouted, dropping his money on the ground and started to jump on it.

"I heard they have a cheap but fancy delicious buffet!" McGucket said slapping the back of a tourist who eventually shrieked.

"Noooooo..." Stan yelled. "Come back y'all, we haven't even had our grand ribbon cutting!." He reached for a large pair of shears and cut the ribbon, too bad all the tourists have already gone to the buffet.

"Hey Grunkle Stan!" Oh-so-sweet Mabel exclaimed as she went outside with a handful of money. "Me, Dipper, Wendy, Robbie and Candy will go to the Northwest Grill, too bad Grenda can't come because she's got the terrible case of the colds." Mabel then did annoying cough-like sounds.

"Stop that," Dipper said as he went outside, hands on his pockets. "Were on our way Grunkle Stan. You can co-"

"Never!" Grunkle Stan said. "It would probably be just a waste of space, a waste of money and a waste of appetite! I've been there you know and it would probably not be the most sanitary place you've ever been in your whole lives."

But Dipper and Mabel ignored him, they set off, hardly saying bye-bye.


The twins rushed to the grill and found the other trio waiting for them.

"What are you waiting for?" Candy excitedly asked.