Third-Person POV:

Alice didn’t know what had gone wrong. The scene in front of her was blurry, and in her mind, it felt like a small boat, swaying left and right, carrying Alice along.

Philip, heeding Jojo's suggestion, made his way over and indeed spotted Alice, chin propped on her hand.

"May I escort you home?" Someone was speaking to her.

Alice nodded absently. A faint scent of perfume wafted to her nose, reminiscent of Jojo's fragrance.

He must be one of Jojo's people.

When Robert and Katy entered, they were met with this sight: Alice's hair entangled in Philip's fingers, her face flushed as she nodded with a smile....