...the food court! She sniffed the air a couple times before her stomach grumbled loudly. "Hmmm, well, I guess I'm sort of hungry..." she said, licking her lips. She walked toward the middle of the food court, surrounded by stands that sold just about every kind of food: Corn Dogs, milk shakes, funnel cakes, everything! And the smells from each one were tickling Velma's nose, making her hungrier and hungrier. "Jinkies, there's so much to choose from! Hmm, I think I'll have...
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