Man, this dream turned out to be even cooler than he thought.

"Sure!" the Balladeer agrees readily, striding forward to join Johnny. He'll take any opportunity to finally conquer that Ferris wheel; Johnny's not even someone who's tried to kill him before. "I don't have any problem with heights. New York would be a bad place for that."

Even as they go on their way, he's still obviously interested in the rest of the fair. Not necessarily enough to stop - fun houses and cotton candy machines aren't much more than novelties - but his gaze isn't on Johnny as he speaks. "It was strange being surrounded by that much city at first. A little vertigo-inducing. But you get used to it." He was certainly never as badly off as someone like Greta. It's all just more modern than most of his experiences.