"Definitely," Roscoe agreed. "Oh shit, you know what else we have to get ahold of? Whatever carnies drink. Authenticity."

It would probably corrode his entire liver but it would be worth it.

"Possibly including that thing."

He was having way too much fun with this and it was pretty much guaranteed that he was going to get a lot of angry texts from his grandpa after he made all these purchases, but hey, your school-assigned big sibling you'd only known for six months only turned...whatever age she was turning... once, right?