Wow. The queue had gone from zero to infinity in a minute flat. That was a new carnie record! Was Jean employee of the month, or what? Taking her spindly wand and pointing it at her throat, she murmured, "Sonorus." Clearing her throat, her cockney accent boomed out over the queue.

"Step righ' up, lads an' ladies! Fo' o' less to a basket, an' no more 'n that! Move along, c'mon!"

Performing the counter charm, quietus, her voice returned back to its normal volume. Only now she realized that her co-worker had come along to entertain the queue. Or rather, to distract the queue. "I 'preciate yo' cups an'... Franz, and everythin', but we've got ta get this show on th' road." Opening the gate of the queue, she made a gesture, letting people know it was more than okay to pick a basket themselves.