For Brittany, it was a glimpse into a new culture, a chance to experience the heart and soul of the city through its food.
As they reached a small, unassuming stall adorned with a faded banner that proclaimed "Grandma's Kebabs," Marlowe announced their arrival with a flourish.
"Here we are! This is the place!"
A kindly old woman with a warm smile and eyes crinkled with laughter emerged from behind the counter.
"Marlowe, my dear!" she boomed, her voice surprisingly strong for a woman of her age. "And who are these fine friends you've brought with you?"
Marlowe beamed, introducing Alex and Brittany with a flourish. "Grandma, this is Alex and Brittany! They're my friends and… well, heroes actually." Her voice dropped a touch on the last part, a hint of shyness creeping in.
