Matchmaking Much? 

[Alex Kirk. Night.

Port Altenben. Vlysimn.]

"Oh dear, how would we do that though?" Tiny expressed her question with a hand on her cheeks as she cutely tilted her head to the side.

"Getting close without attracting any of their attention... tough," Yeo-Jung remarked.

True, we couldn't get close at all.

My eyes darted around, and landed on the shop right next to the one our two sets of parents were currently seated on.

There, sparkling with neon lights was a crooked signboard. Dim purple lighting filled the exterior and the small part of the tiny stall as a mature lady sat with her elbow resting on the other side of the counter, sensually flitting her eyes around at the people passing by.