Title: Vender
Rating: K+
Pairings: None


"Hey there, pretty thing."

Starfire stopped to smile at the man. It was her first time out alone in the city since she landed, and although she had gotten plenty of stares and whistles and a hand on a place that she was quite unhappy to have it, no one had talked to her yet. The man who stood behind the cart seemed quite happy to talk, however, with sandy blond hair falling into blue eyes as he shot her a smile. On her planet, his clean cut look and thin frame would suggest a weak, undesirable mate, but she was beginning to learn that his young look would be quite attractive to earth females.

"Hello!" she said cheerfully, leaning forward to look at the boy's hot dog cart. "What is this?"

"My dad's cart," he said, shrugging. "He got sick, so I took over for the day. I can probably slip you a free dog if you want one."

She frowned. "Robin says we cannot have pets in the Tower."

"Pets? Hey, sweetheart, hot dogs. Haven't you ever had a good hot dog before?" He laughed, reaching for all the ingredients to make a ketchup and mustard meat treat for her.

"I do not understand. Have you cooked dogs?"

He laughed louder, handing her the meal. "You sound pretty foreign, so here's the deal: we take good pig meat and good cow meat and we mush it up into that shape-" he pointed at the dog "-then we cook it, and it tastes great."

She took a bite and beamed. "Glorious!"

He winked. "Isn't is though, pretty thing?"