Illya looked down the line of food booths.
"We can pick anything we wish?"
"Anything and as much as you would like," Napoleon agreed.
Illya began walking down the path between the booths trying to decide.
"Do me a favor and pick me up a chili hot dog will you? I have to use the boys' room," Napoleon said as he headed that way.
Returning Napoleon joined his partner at the table. Staring at Illya's food, he shook his head.
"What?"
"Do you have enough to eat?"
"I couldn't decide. So I took one of everything."
Napoleon grinned as he watched his partner clean off his plate.