"She's here!" Ryan beams at his fellows. 

"What?!" Shots bursts out. The boys are changing into their regular outfits. The café manager offered them a free dine with the crowd after they had rocked the show.

Baggie pats Cello's shoulder and quietly whispers, "Who's that 'she'?"

Cello facepalms and pulls Baggie closer to answer softly, "Ryan met a girl today. The girl he kissed at the club."

Baggie looks over at Ryan and nods. He starts telling Cello something when Nick suddenly interrupts, clearing his throat, signalling them a 'not now'. Baggie sighs and tries hard to concentrate to the others, who are busy chatting with Ryan.

"Fuck, bruh, she's addicted to you!" Shots leers.

"I wish that happened. She kinda..." Ryan pauses to rewind that hatred he had seen in her eyes earlier that day. "...hates me. But guess she's attracted to the BTS."

"I think you should date her," Cello shrugs.

"Cel, she hates me. How can I date her when she hates me?"

"I'll tell you how. Just sit with her and talk. WEARING THE MASK."

The others lends a thoughtful mind and then nods in agreement. Kyle gazes Ryan, "This actually might work."

Ryan sighs and glares at himself on the wall mirror. He picks up his lustrous mask and murmurs, "So here it goes..."

Mabel and Rihanna have already begun their battle. Mabel is scoring high.

"I'm telling you, Ri, there's something very fishy here."

"Well, yeah, there is something fishy. You know what that is? The baked fish that the next table has ordered. Gosh, Mabes, you think that fragrance is stalking you, don't you?" 

In the previous half an hour, both the girls have ordered fifteen dishes and five distinguished drinks. If it wasn't for Rihanna's credit card, they'd have been kicked out by now. The credit card is their superhero for buying stuff.

"I'm not saying that! I'm just wandering there may be someone who's trying to get my attention."

"Yeah, yeah, you're the locked-up princess whom the prince is trying to attract with his scented fart! Come on, Mabes, it isn't a magnet or somethin'. Be real, sis!" Rihanna peeks at the waiter. He's been watching her since they entered this cafe. She winks at him. He licks his lips and smirks. He indicates her to come to the washroom.

"I'll be back in a second," she states, standing up. She rushes to the restroom, followed by the hungry waiter.

Mabel hits the table and sighs. Why the fuck no one believes me?!

She's promptly jerked by an amazing voice, which she remarks as familiar.

"Hi..." the voice utters. It's so smooth, she feels her pupils dilated. Her heart pounds loudly. She initially looks up, only to be face-to-face with none other than...