"Who is it?" Mr. Jones looked over as Dr. Jack pulled him away from the side.
"Don't look!" He half-whispered. "I think I see Dr. Dre…"
"Dr. Dre!" Mr. Jones yelled as he looked over at the side. "Where is he?"
Dr. Jack smacked Mr. Jones in the head. The Ferris wheel started to move again.
"Ow! What was that for?" Mr. Jones asked, rubbing his head.
"When I say don't look, that means don't look. I think its Dr. Dre. I'm not sure. Let me check."
Dr. Jack peered over the side and saw a man who looked similar to Dr. Dre. Mr. Jones started to look to.
"That's not him!" Mr. Jones said. "It's an imposter."
Dr. Jack then gasped. "Maybe that's his stunt double!" Mr. Jones looked at him in a weird way.
"Why would a singer have a stunt double?" He asked.
"Well… it could happen… why can't you support my gibberish?" Dr. Jack pouted. They were then on the floor as the Ferris wheel car door was open.
They left the ride and started to walk around the carnival. They saw that most of the attractions were closed or closing.
"I think we better call it a night." Mr. Jones said looking at the clear night sky.
"Wait… what's that?" Dr. Jack pointed at a small tent with the sign that said, "Gypsy-Will read fortune for 5 dollars."
"How much do we have in our wallet?" Mr. Jones looked and saw a five dollar bill.
"Five dollars…" He took it out while Dr. Jack snatched it from him.
"Yoink!" Dr. Jack said as he snatched it. "We are getting our fortunes told. How do I look?"
Dr. Jack fixed his hair and straightened his tie. Mr. Jones was confused by this. He spoke up.
"Why are you doing that?" He asked.
"Gypsy's are always hot women. It's a fact." Mr. Jones then started to fix his hair and tucked in his shirt.
They went in the tent. Dr. Jack screamed in horror.
"AHH!"
He saw a woman for her fifty's with a non-moving glass eye that was noticeable. She was short with a hunched back and curly, unattractive hair.
She had a pointed nose and painted, long fingernails.
"When does the hotness kick in?" Mr. Jones asked.