The Roman general and cowboy were waiting in line once again, this time for a ride titled The Bobsled, which had different 'sleds' with separate country's themes: USA, Italy, Switzerland, and Jamaica. Octavius peered up at the white coaster in awe.
"I wish to get the one with Italia on it, Jedediah," Octavius muttered, smiling at the red, white and green car.
Jed shook his head, hardly surprised that Octavius wanted the car of the country in which his own city was once located. Roman pride and all that...
"Yeah, an' I wanna git the one with the USA. But we ain't all gonna git what we want, Octy," Jed replied, adjusting his cowboy hat. Octavius looked at the ground in shame like a dog who had just been yelled at.
Finally, the two reached the front of the line and began to board. Much to the delight of Octavius, they were prompted into the car with the Italian theme.
"Yes," Octavius rejoiced, climbing into the seat and grinning from ear to ear.
Jedediah just grumbled.
"Darn skirt-wearer."