"Not cool, bro. Not. Cool. Weren't you listening when I told Donnie and Leo that wouldn't be cool? Just because I didn't say you didn't mean I didn't mean you, too!"

Incapable as ever of holding a grudge, Mikey rubbed the back of his head and looked around.

"You . . . wanna go see if we can find a part of the creepy abandoned carnival that's less creepy?"

It was better than standing around under a sign for a freak show, by the open black maw of a tent Mikey fervently hoped was empty.