The cross-eyed gray girl was the perfect mark. Sure, she was more accurate than Flim and Flam had expected, but she still couldn't consistently hit the milk bottles nor could she muster enough force to knock them down. They'd only needed to activate the magnets to cheat once.
"Sorry little lady, better luck next time!"
She pouted.
They grinned.
She turned and waved her hand in the air. "Babe! Could you win me the plush muffin? Please?"
Flim and Flam looked up and knew they were about to give away a prize. 'Babe' was a white and gold man head taller than either of the brothers and massed as much as them combined. Confidently, he strolled over to the carnival booth, took the baseball in hand, and gave it a test squeeze. Then, with a grin, he looked at the milk bottles and replied to his girlfriend.
"Yeah."