118 Stingray Square Market

"Alright, close your eyes," said Kyle.

It was a testament to how far things had improved over the last two weeks that Andrea didn't even hesitate or demand he explain.

"I'll spin you round—"

"What?!" she still balked in the direction of his voice at that, but otherwise didn't open her eyes, even when she felt his hands on her shoulders begin rotating her in place. "Kyle–"

"Now stick out your arm," he said from behind, now keeping her steady.

Andrea pointed blindly, not knowing which way she was facing any longer.

"Alright, so that's where we start!" said Kyle. "That's the first place we eat, and it has to be something you've never tried before."

Andrea opened her eyes to see that she was pointing at a stall boasting Turkish cuisine. She'd never had Turkish food, so picking something she'd never eaten before was not going to be a problem. They stepped up to examine what was on offer.