Seeing Connor at the ride, Chloe is an android on a mission. Aping a scene from a dozen cheesy romantic comedies, she’s snaking her way through the line and making apologies as she goes. Waiting politely be damned – the stars have aligned and this is the moment. Buoyed by her conversation with Kyle, the cotton candy and that they’re at the tunnel of love, Chloe is determined to not let the opportunity slip through her fingers.

His would-be boat buddy is tapped on the shoulder and given a hasty spiel about how she needs to get on this swan and she’s very sorry and she’s sure whoever they ride with is going to be excellent company but she really must insist on taking this seat and thank you very much.

Before the bemused individual can actually give an answer, Chloe has hopped into the boat. Happily chatting away, Connor doesn’t seem to be any the wiser. Chloe’s smile could light up the entire tunnel.

“A prototype? Oh, do tell me more. I’m sure you have all kinds of fascinating features.”

And yes, Chloe does already have her head on his shoulder.