Butler's Orchard, Germantown, MD (Saturday afternoon)

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"So--" Paris said, waving her hand at the hundreds of sugar-ed up children, thousands of pumpkins, and a long line for cider and doughnuts, --welcome to a corn festival thing."

She shrugged. "We get strange around Halloween, I guess."

[OOC: For the green gem!]

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Peridot looked around for something that fit that description as she followed after Paris. And then her face lit up when she spotted it.

"It's very solid."

She wanted one.

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"It really is," Paris said. "Don't sit too close to it: the fumes are unbelievably bad."

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"I don't breathe," Peridot said easily, leaning forward for a better look. "I wonder where I can get one..."

Maybe she'd have to make a trip back to her own Earth and see if there was one of these in the barn...

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"Most farms have them," Paris said. "We can swing by a John Deere retailer and see what catches your eye."

Peridot was going to end up with a thresher, huh.

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It would be her glorious mount of doom and destruction.

She would have nowhere to drive it.

"... Can we? Really?"

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"Sure," Paris said, looking at her phone. "We can take an Uber there."

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"Is that like a car?" Peridot didn't have much experience with cars, either.

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"It's a car someone else drives for us," Paris said. "Like a taxi but with less body odor smell."

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"Oh." Peridot nodded a little. That seemed satisfactory to her. "I don't like that smell."

Humans were very good at being smelly.