Brent had heard great things about this trolley. First of all, it was FOOD, and he was literally starving! How long was this train ride again? He felt like he'd been on it for days now, even though he knew that wasn't the case. Then there was the fact that he'd seem like a total loser to make this whole train ride without a single piece of interesting candy to share it with. Everybody he saw up and down those corridors had candy with them, and Brent wanted some of it, too! So candy it would be.

Brent approached the line and found himself behind some girl he didn't know. That wasn't unusual for him, because he pretty much didn't know most people. Was she even in the line? "Is this the line?" he asked, coming to a stop beside her. She looked about his age, so he guessed he should probably say something other than asking her if she knew where the line was. "I'm Brent, by the way," he added, and then he followed that up with a flip of his hair and a hint of a smile.