Like your body is cold and shivering you walk up to the hot dog salesman to get your breakfast.....its raining and you have to hurry up for your work in the factory. Maybe somebody could help finance him that old man Ted_Jackson cause he is doing allright in the speak easy....

"I could go for a hotdog."

Jack murmured to himself while sheltering from the blistering winds and hesitant rains. He saw a man say a few words then move on. Mezzo took his hotdog from the vendor and raised a brow, then followed the man sharply to approach. 

"Ted_Jackson, isn't it? Mr. Jackson, welcome to our streets. It looks like you've got a story to tell, anything further to add on this occasion? We normally see a bit more in terms of substance when making Street appearances."

With little thought to dignity, Jack shovelled the snack into his maw. 

Zeb catches the conversation and is puzzled.

It's freezing, why is the dog salesman hot?

Zeb suddenly feels hungry