As if on cue, Alvi materialized in front of them, his countenance alight with a radiant smile that could brighten even the dreariest of days. "Pray tell, what brings you both here so soon?" he inquired, his grin disclosing his belatedness.
Danank was quick to quip, "No, no, it is you who is late," his tone being light and playful.
Together, the trio commenced their journey towards the edifice that housed the technology festival, chattering away and guffawing with unbridled anticipation. They strolled by stores and merchants, their eyes riveted on the kaleidoscopic showcases of state-of-the-art contraptions and knickknacks.
