[Connor, for his part, hadn't taken much notice of the person nearby also indulging in the candy of his choice, too busy analyzing each bite in blissful pleasure as he gazes up at the enticing wheel. He startles when she addresses him, swiveling his head in her direction. He gestures skyward with his free hand.]

What, that? The Ferris wheel? No, it's a ride. See those little compartments at the end of the spokes? That's where you sit to enjoy the experience. Have you ever ridden on one?

[It could be falling apart for all he cares, and it looks like it might be. He's still not going to pass up this chance. Who knows when he'll get another?]