It's another day at the hotel, back to almost the same monotony, except now there are pink flamingo taking up around the pool. Seeing Wei Ying dragging furniture over to a vague spot, stacking them up on top of each other, and standing dangerously on top of it, he figured Wei Ying is reaching for something.

Approaching him, making his presence known, and standing close to him, he reaches for him and placed his hands on hips to keep him steady and to make sure he is safe.

"Wei Ying? What are you doing? This is dangerous."