[ She is, actually, completely accustomed to Geralt's inclination to smell everything; she even wordlessly holds the cotton candy out closer to him to accommodate it.

Pointing at Nadine, her grin widens. ] That's my girl, you get it. It was always a pirate ship back home, they used to fly a little Jolly Roger up at the top of the thing. Only wimps sit in the middle.

[ Jaskier's comment draws a surprised look, if only because the two concepts are so distant from each other in her mind. It's not that she can't see the resemblance, because she can. It's simply that the two exist in different spheres of her brain. Her nose wrinkles a little and she wiggles her hand to signal "kind of". ]

Mm, like a little bit, I guess? Lots of neon lights and stuff in both. Oh, and Vegas does have a Ferris wheel and rollercoaster, but they're way bigger'n these. [ She tears a piece of the cotton candy off with two fingers and delicately puts it in her mouth before she continues. ] This is like, what pops up in small towns once or twice a year for a bit. They make their money and move on. We have lots of bigger fairs and carnivals, though. And Vegas is in a league of its own.