The only food vendor sells hot dogs and hamburgers, which Jen fusses over as if one bite is going to get her fat. She settles for a hot dog and Diet Coke, and Chip gets the same. She isn’t the only one who has to stay slim for the boys. Throw in a bag of Doritos and the whole lunch costs more than the two boas did. “For this?” Chip cries, following Jen back to his sister’s booth. When Shawna asks why he didn’t get her anything to eat, he fumes, “I couldn’t afford it. You haven’t paid me yet, remember?”
“You haven’t done any real work yet,” she points out.
Once he finishes eating, he gets serious. He’s already walked around the vendor booths, seen the food offered, checked out the hot guys…as dance music begins to pound out of large speakers set on the stage in one corner of the park, Chi
