Winter has come to New York, and with it, a blizzard. Ezekiel Lennox, being deterred by neither wind nor snow, has set himself to the task of clearing out the corpses from a commercial zone. He wants to put on an ice fair.
"That's all the payment I want. But it's a lot of concrete mix. I'm going to rig up a sled thing for it and we'll need lots of trips."
"Working with concrete is hard, though, says those college books. I'm gonna need to order a lot of steel bars from that factory up by Albany. If I can hire those tugboat guys away from whatever else they're doing."
"Oh really? Isn't building a fort a prime nine year old adventure? Usually nine year olds use old lumber and Dad's help, admittedly."
"Touché. Although for a super-strong immortal adopted son of Lilith you sure do hire a lot of manual labour."
"I'm gonna do plenty of it myself too. But economies are built on cooperation, don't ya know."
"Tabby's evil layer, I think. You might be better off just talking to the distro kitchens though, they've got bulk on their side. Unless you're going for variety, that'd work."
"Yeah. It was some stupid lumberjack's trade show that Dad dragged me to, though."
"He's a lumberjack and he's okay, he hunts all night and he sleeps for three hours a day!"
"What. Just... What. Right, so, what sorts of supplies will you need particularly?"
"Yeah, actually. There's one in Fort Central Park. And one in Forest Park. And one in Willowbrook park... And more. Parks seem to like carousels."
"Hm... We can probably figure it out if we spend enough time on it, yeah. And I have tools."
"Well, I doubt the Fort kids will like us taking anything of their's, so Willowbrook is probably our best bet."
"Don't know what condition either one will be in, maybe I should take a look at a bunch and pick one that seems mostly functional already for you?"