The body of the woman, naked, powdery over graying sallow skin, "perfectly chiseled like a Rodin" landed like a dragonfly on a lilypad.  Others who'd been flown inside an openair stadium to an older wall than the one contested recognized the fellow but decidedly acted nonchalant. 

     "Alright. Then I'll have a brät," said one man under an umbrella foodstand.  "You like ah spicey?"  The man was ordering ones and twenties in his hands.  He glanced at the vendor; "Sure, sure, I'll take a spicey." He found a hidden five dollar bill and kept it out while filing the other bills into an otherwise empty wallet.  "You know what, just give me two."