Hot dog!

"Oh, this is soooooooo good!" Donna moaned as she stuffed the last of the hotdog in her mouth after two minutes, chewing it before swallowing. "Ahhh! Delicious!"

"... Well, I..." The Salesman stammered with a red face, feeling his pants get tighter. "Will there be anything else, Ma'am?"

"No, I think I'm good." Donna replied as she began to turn away... Only to stop mid turn. If she walked away now, after that display, there was no way that this guy wouldn't take a picture like Eddie told the staff to do. With a sheepish smile, she spun back around. "Actually, you wouldn't happen to have any napkins, do you?"

"Uh, they're right over there." The Salesman said, pointing to a table with a napkin dispenser behind her.

Donna chuckled. "So they are..." She said, "But they're... Uh... Not the napkins I'm looking for."

While Donna stood there trying to come up with a lie, Rachel stood in the bushes watching in concern while trying to figure out how to ask about the fake moaning sounding so real. Biting her lip, Rachel looked around... And went wide eyed as she noticed the three guys heading towards the fastfood stand.

"Oh no!" Rachel gasped in horror. "I can't call out to her, or Donna will be spotted for sure! Think, Rachel! Think! What do I do?!"

Rachel looked around before her eyes landed on something that she hoped could help...