“I know! They were everywhere. There’s a place back home in Chandler that sells all these old candies, I most likely way too much money there but it was for candy, so it was worth it.” She stares at him for a minute before snapping her fingers and rolling across his bed, reaching for her phone that was discarded on the bedside table. “We can google it, there has to be somewhere that sells them.”
“Right, I mean New York City has to have some place with them. I mean, Manhattan has a board game cafe.”
















