314 - That Horrible Boy

Linasika Shae-Ara stopped at a kias, one of the street vendors in Arko who had an alcohol burner grill for his sausages.  "Tisha, do you want a sausage? Or some latas cakes?"
"No, no, can you just get me some juice?"
"Certainly, love. I'll be right back."
Tisha sat down in the front row of the Fire-Fountains, the one row that was never obscured by fog, and pinched the bridge of her nose with