"Is that Danny? Danny!" Ace called out, spotting his cousin near a stall decorated with stacked hay bales. His voice rose above the chatter of the crowd. "Hey, Danny! Over here!" He waved enthusiastically, drawing a few curious glances.
"Ah, don't shout. Can't we just walk over there?" Mandy hushed him, her tone exasperated. Ace's sudden outburst had shattered the refined, gentlemanly image she'd crafted for him in her mind. She shook her head, muttering under her breath about her stupid brain romanticizing things.
Soon, they reached Danny, who greeted them with a smile. "You guys made it."
"Where are the adults? Don't tell me you're lost," Mandy teased, her voice light but laced with mischief. She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she looked at her nephew.
Unfazed, and clearly accustomed to her playful jabs, Danny shrugged casually. "They headed to their table in the gymnasium to socialize with the other adults."
