Michael looked in all directions. The New York City street was empty. There was no discernable movement around the small stores. The people in the automobiles were too intent on arriving at their destination to notice. He pulled out a square of white material, flapped it, and laid it over the stand that appeared and positioned itself directly under the material. The material expanded to cover the legs. He opened a chest, pulled out an array of fruit drink mixes, and laid them on the cloth. Next he pulled out a huge sign that read:
HURRY HURRY GET YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF MORAL FRUIT MIX
This was New York City and his chances of finding a likely subject should be excellent. As day began to brighten, vehicular traffic increased and became a mass of crawling, dodging, beeping, jerking, stopp
