The German champion snuck out successfully from the commotion. She saw a few policemen going to the scene and with how she might have to testify she chose to get out as soon as possible.

Gordon threw his empty cup to the bin, going straight in while disregarding how he has to empty the ice first. "That's all I can teach." He told YingJue. "You have the bits right? The lesson on instincts will be enough." The Yazan look-alike and his henchmen packed up and left the foodcourt, leaving an unpleasant experience and a mess.

Kartal ignored Gordon's lecture, still stuck in the trauma. He was tapped on the shoulder unexpectedly but didn't turn his face to see who. The tapper had to show her face. "Is the shock that bad?" The German Champion asked him as she took a seat in front of him. With no reaction the German champion took the chance to give a light slap that slightly shook Kartal.
The Turkish champion was snapped out. "What was that for?" He shouted.
"You needed something to snap you out of it." She defended her action. "I've had a chaotic day too."
"Who in the right mind would slap- oh Captain Bright." Kartal remembered the infamous method of discipline against insubordinate subordinates. "So what was bad?"
The German champion's hands moved as she explained. "One of my fans thought he was getting a date when I was giving him a workshop when my ex appeared to stop him. I just decided to let them fight while I ran away out of embarrassment of being in the centre of this." She gave her short sumary.
Kartal raised his eyebrow. "Sounds like a carnival." He remarked. "I hope it doesn't happen again."
The German champion stroked her hair. "When a Freedom interrupts my wedding, I'm officially jumping off a cliff." She commented further. "And if my fiance finds out."
The Turkish champion stopped worrying about his own problems for a moment. "I don't think I'll go that far..." He could only think. "I'll go get my lunch now. Please look after the table."