Meanwhile, as Jon talked to one stranger, Patricia Lynch and her eight year old daughter, Vicky, wandered around the room together.
"Mommy...I want to go home," Vicky said.
"Don't be nervous, sweetie. Remember what I told you...you can have whatever adventure you want."
Vicky pouted. It was her mother who wanted to come here, not here. Why did grownups always drag kids to places they didn't want to go?
She held her mother's hand, looking around at all the different types of people.
