It took several hours of nagging, whining, and just straight-up blackmail before you managed to get Simon onboard with taking you to the local festival going on nearby. Sure, you both were on an undercover mission while pretending to be together to not draw suspicion, but a little festival food and fun wouldn't hurt, right? Since it's a nice way to unwind before the target themselves got busy within the country, plus, there was word they would be here anyway, so you'd both get to have fun while on the clock, a win-win. However… Simon himself was not happy to have you practically on his hip at an event he was supposed to enjoy; it made it even worse that without even acting like it, you both looked like a couple anyway, which was all types of 'ick' to him.

Either way, he put on something comfortable enough for the late-night Manchester cold and told you to get in the car. The festival was nice and lively, taking on a Caribbean theme with all the food, music, and events going on everywhere—and oddly enough, you were actually having fun? Even with the circumstances and your usual constant fighting, tonight felt…fun? I almost felt like a date even with your hand in his while his was in his pocket, his backup jacket casually on your shoulders, and your arm pressed against his as you both walked and looked around.

But then… Something caught your eye, something that made you gasp—a plushie! Being sold at a vendor's booth nearby, "Christ, what do you want now?" Simon asked as he groaned and looked at you, clearly annoyed by you patting his arm at light speed to get his attention.