The watchers.

It clocked eleven in the night and everyone was still at the mall because work was still ongoing. Alix was stuck to aunty Mo's side like gum on the heel of her shoe, following wherever her mother went. 

To others, it was a funny scene because they were like mother duck and baby duck. At the moment, they were sitting together in a corner that had been designed like a cave behind a water fountain that was dry at the moment.

Auntie Mo was finishing up what was left of the warm tea in the disposable cup in her hands which she did not notice had not become cold for over an hour and it was because Alix secretly kept heating it up with the palm of her hand.

"Mom, is it too vain for me to name this Alix's mall? I am naming it after myself." Out of the blue, Alix asked a question.