[It's difficult to say who is the more surprised when the ducks tilt over-- Mayuko or the carnival worker. But her honest astonishment comes through the empathy-seed in a punch-you-in-the-face burst.]

Just like that? How brazen!

[The shooting gallery operator opens his mouth to protest, but a foreboding look crosses Mayuko's face. The man has visible second thoughts about accusing the deputy mayor of this city of cheating to bypass his setup. He only mumbles that he'll check the hinges on the targets and gestures to the three-headed-dog plushies hanging as prizes. The ghost girl, delighted, floats over to the booth to collect while Mayuko turns back to Kyle.]

I do hope your observation comes from a general standpoint, and not from your visit here....

[Her embarrassment tinges into indignation on his behalf.]