Roxy squeals happily and proceeds to haul him towards the midway games, "Yes! Omg if it's a Jigglypuff you have to win that for me! That bitch is totally me."

Ironically she winds up leading him to one the most classic carnival games and probably the one that he is going to be the best at, the ol' shooting gallery. The carny behind the stand is a greasy middle aged man with practically no teeth and a straw boater hat perched on his head.

"Wanna win yer lady a prize eh? Shoot all the balloon clowns and you get the mini prize, shoot the bottles and you get the next size up, and if you can shoot all the tiny tin men in this box you get a big one." He grins lecherously, "Which is always best cuz we all know ladies like the big ones."