"Flowers are nice but I'll pass on the whole Easter religious thing. I got forced to go to an all girl's Catholic school when I was young so noooo thanks."

Looking at the people who have fallen to the ground around the carousel Roxy's eyes narrow, focusing on the sadistic carny who is running it. It's the smile that does it, that smug satisfied smile. Roxy knows from first hand experience what being on the receiving end of a smile like that is like. She can remember one instance in particular where a man by the name of Trance kept her in mental anguish and no matter how much she screamed he just looked at her and smiled.

"Fuck that guy, and fuck this one." She says and stands up, looking at Wade. "Are you okay to walk? I think I have an idea on how to help you."