CHAPTER 5
MANY FIRSTS
Reighley was caught off guard. He was close to Freya, too close. He paused for a moment, not sure where to move. He didn’t say a word. Freya was looking away from him, and because of this Reighley couldn’t tell what her aura appeared like. However, Reighley thought he could make an educated guess. Seeing what she was wearing, he bet she had just come from a summer festival. Reighley then looked over at the mysterious person standing next to Freya and could only assume that he was her butler. When their eyes met, he saw an ice-blue aura around the man. Reighley had shivers sent down his spine, as ice-cold daggers for eyes were peering into his soul, or at least that’s what he thought. It was odd for him to have such a bright aura just to have such a cold feeling behind it. Reighley figured it was due to this butler not approving of him, or not agreeing with Freya’s choice of men. It was unnerving, as most light blue auras meant kind, gentle, or calm. This man, however, could only be described as calm. Reighley took a step back nervously.
“What are you doing here exactly?” Reighley asked.
“What? Are you not happy to see me? You are my boyfriend starting today so I thought it best to have you join me for a date.” Freya replied, finally looking into Reighley’s eyes. Reighley noticed something unusual. The black billboard sign that was her aura wasn’t snake-like, like the one that suffocated him before, instead, this one was more tame. However, It was still pointing at him.
“What? I thought that was starting next week.”
“No. You said ‘tomorrow after school. It’s technically after school and tomorrow.’” Freya answered. Reighley fully admitted to saying that but didn’t tell Freya that. He said after school tomorrow because it was a Friday and there was no school the next day, therefore he wouldn’t have to talk with her. He thought it was a pretty clever way to make her leave him alone for the time being. He didn’t think it would bite him in the butt.
“Okay, okay fine, but what’s with all this cat stuff? I didn’t order anything.” Reighley asked. He was curious how Freya knew about Morgana, then it clicked in his head as he saw the limousine behind Freya and the butler. He remembered it being there during the whole predicament. However, that didn’t explain to him how they found out where he lived.
“Consider it a ‘boyfriend bonus.’, and don’t worry I plan on paying you a full week's worth of pay. ” Freya stated. Reighley felt kind of dirty, in a gross way after hearing that. It was like he was property almost. However, Reighley couldn’t afford to say no. He needed that money and the sooner he had it, the better.
“Well. How did you find out where I live?” Reighley asked.
“I had Herald here, find you. He’s an expert at information gathering.” Freya said proudly.
“Right…” Reighley replied with concern for his privacy. “Well anyway, thanks for the cat stuff. Could you give me a few minutes to get ready?” Reighley said while taking the stuff from Herald.
“Sure, but try not to keep me waiting too long,” Freya answered. Reighley turned and opened the door behind him and brought all the gifts inside. While his back was turned Freya managed to peek through the door crack before it closed and saw a pair of suspicious eyes looking back at her. It was the girl who opened the door. Freya assumed it was Reighley’s sister, so she hoped to make a good impression on the girl.
“Who is that?” Isabelle asked judgmentally while placing her hands on her hips.
“Just a friend,” Reighley responded while avoiding eye contact.
“A friend hmm? Since when do friends bring a bundle of gifts, and show up looking like a pageant queen?” Isabelle probed.
“Okay, you got me. She’s my employer.” Reighley said with a sigh
“You got a job? Doing what?” Isabelle asked.
“Apparently as a part-time butler. Trust me, I know how it sounds, but she is offering to pay me good money. I’m doing this to better my future.” For some reason, Isabelle didn’t believe that Reighley was telling the truth or at least the whole truth.
“Are you sure this isn’t your girlfriend?” Isabelle asked skeptically.
“I’m sure. I don’t have any romantic feelings for this girl. I promise.” Reighley replied. This time around Isabelle could tell he was telling the truth.
“Well okay. If you say so. Just don’t work too hard, okay?” She shrugged her shoulders and walked back to her room. She would let it slide for now as she thought it was rude to keep people waiting at the door. However, she would do her own investigation of sorts at a later date.
Reighley left the hallway and went to his garage, closing the door behind him. He set the cat food and a litter box up in his garage. He placed Morgana in the litter box to get him familiar and then placed a bowl of cat food and water on the floor nearby. Reighley began to scratch his head about what he was going to wear.
“What should I do buddy?” Reighley asked the cat who was currently drinking out of his water bowl. “I can’t turn her down. She just gave me all this free stuff. If I waste her time, she might not pay me either.” Morgana twisted his head in confusion and looked at Reighley, who was pacing back and forth in his room, while also changing into the nicest outfit he had. “I suppose there is no other way around it is there? I guess I’ll have to fake it till I make it. I mean she is paying me so, I might as well take it seriously. I’ll just treat it like a real job.” This plan all seemed well and good to Reighley until he realized he’s never actually had a girlfriend before. Of course, he had liked people in the past, but he had never been in a serious relationship.
After taking a deep breath, and finishing getting dressed Reighley took a step towards the task at hand and headed to the door. When he arrived back outside, a slightly annoyed-looking Freya was waiting for him. Herald seemed to have already got into the limousine, as the engine was now running.
“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Reighley said.
“It’s fine,” Freya said, trying to hide her impatience. Freya quickly scanned Reighley’s outfit with her eyes and thought that he cleaned up nicely. He was wearing a green unbuttoned shirt over a white t-shirt and had black jeans on. She honestly expected him to wear mostly black but thought the colors looked nice, although cheap looking.
“Well let’s be on our way. We don’t have all day now.” Freya stated.
“Right…” Reighley replied. Freya took two steps and then paused briefly. This was her first date. She knew it didn’t mean anything, and that she wasn’t going to marry Reighley let alone keep him for very long. Her goal in all this was to find out if Reighley thought she was pretty and to keep him for a long enough time that the rest of the school would think that the first encounter she had with him was merely a fluke. However, this was technically her first date, so it still made her somewhat nervous. All of her boyfriends she had in the past, she only spent time with them at school. She had never actually let any of them last longer than two weeks at most. She always kept them at an arm's length away as they would try to cling to her, both physically and emotionally. Reighley however was the opposite as far as she could tell. She would have to make moves toward him.
“Here,” Reighley said. He held out his hand to grab a hold of hers and Freya was dumbfounded.
“Ah- yes,” Freya said shocked. She slowly reached towards Reighley’s hand but was unable to grab it. Suddenly Reighley took the initiative and grabbed her hand and held it tightly. Although Reighley was being confident he had no idea what he was doing. Normally he most likely wouldn’t do this on a first date with a girl he liked. However, since it was Freya, it didn’t bother him as much since he had no feelings for the girl. He thought he would just pretend to be brave and act like a confident boyfriend. Since Reighley was getting paid for it, he thought he might as well play the part.
Reighley went ahead and pulled Freya along to the limousine and opened the door for her. This put a light smile on Freya’s face as this was the “bare minimum standard” told to her by Herald. Herald stated, “If a man cannot even hold the door for his maiden, then he is not worthy of her time.” Freya sat down and Reighley made his way around to the other side of the vehicle and entered in from that door. While Reighley was doing this Freya looked at her hand, and could feel the heat leaving it. She clenched her fist and loosened it several times until Reighley opened the door, causing her to stop and act nonchalant about her actions. Her heart beat quickly. This was the first time a boy had ever held her hand.
“So, Where are we going?” Reighley asked while taking a seat.
“We are going out to eat. It’s nothing too fancy. I have to ease you into this lifestyle. Anyone can be poor as you only need to worry about day-to-day things, but one must learn to be rich.” Freya answered. Reighley took slight offense to the reply but shrugged it off as he wouldn't expect her to understand what it’s like to be in his shoes, so he gave her the benefit of the doubt.
“Well, wherever we are going, I’m sure what they have is better than what I had for breakfast,” Reighley said.
“What did you eat for breakfast?” Freya inquired.
“Nothing,” Reighley said with a chuckle. Freya was baffled, but then let out a genuine giggle, only to catch herself mid-laugh. A few moments later Freya heard the sound of Reighley’s stomach rumbling.
“Don’t worry, you’ll eat soon” Freya said to Reighley.
“Thank you for the reassurance.” He replied.
The two sat in the back seat of the limousine in an awkward silence for the next few minutes. Desperate to break the silence, Freya thought she would ask Reighley about himself, as from her experience all guys liked to talk about themselves. Showing interest in them usually was the way she got guys to be wrapped around her finger.
“So, was that girl who answered the door your sister?”
“Yeah. Her name is Isabelle. Don’t let her looks deceive you either, she can be a real villain sometimes.” Reighley said sarcastically. “All jokes aside, she’s actually pretty awesome. She’s definitely smarter than I am, and works twice as hard.”
“You must really care about her,” Freya stated.
“Yeah. I do. Her future is paramount to me. The same applies to my Mom’s retirement.” Reighley mentioned.
“What about your father?” Freya asked.
“Well, I didn’t think this would get so personal this quickly,” answered Reighley.
“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to,” Freya replied.
“No, it's fine. He’s not a part of my life anymore. He left the family when I was younger.” Reighley said with distaste. Reighley lied about it being fine. He didn’t like to talk about his father, but on the other hand, it was like therapy to him. He never wanted his family to carry the burden that was his emotional strife with his father so he kept it to himself.
“I see. I’m sorry to hear that.” Freya said. She was surprised to see that Reighley had depth to him. That he was a real person. Most guys she talked to in the past would only talk about herself and would have borderline identity crises just to try to have similar interests with her, ending up making faux relationships.
“We have arrived.” A voice over an intercom said. It was Herald as he proceeded to pull over to the side of the road to drop off the couple. Reighley stepped out of the limousine and opened the door for Freya, extending a hand for her to take. Freya allowed Reighley to help her up and then the two glanced at their surroundings.
It appeared that they had arrived in the Northern Higashisoma district. This place was fairly unique as it kept Japan's feudalism structure and design while implementing American techniques into the construction and overall appearance. This caused buildings to be far taller and built tightly together to make it appear more like a city. In front of the two appeared to be a small dimly lit alleyway in between two wooden buildings you could only describe as modern samurai temples. Each floor had an outer rooftop that had pointy corners that extended past the building. It was constructed almost as if someone built multiple buildings on top of each other, each one representing a level of the building. They were pagoda towers. Reighley guessed that the structures were business owned.
Meanwhile on the rooftop of the building across the street directly behind the arriving couple was Officer Templeton. He was posted up on the left-hand corner of the roof, dawning a pair of binoculars. The night before Officer Templeton had checked in after school ended with him speaking to Lady Prismarine. She told him that she would have assigned him to overwatch Freya on her date if it wasn’t for her request to have Lily chaperone in his stead. Templeton was outraged with Reighley as the boy did not heed his warning. Frustrated that he wasn’t selected for the job, Templeton decided to do his private surveillance of the boy.
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“C’mon now, first you don’t listen to my warning I went out of my way to give you, and then you had the nerve to date the one person I said to stay away from. I bet you’re just taking advantage of the young family’s kindness just to get an easy life. Just give me a reason to shoot you with this tranquilizer dart so I can drag your butt straight back into juvie.” Templeton said while aiming a scoped dart rifle at the kid. “I can’t wait to see the news articles that’ll read ‘Epic Police Officer Saves Billionaire’s Daughter and Becomes Chief of Police’. Once I proved this kid is a criminal. I’ll earn the respect of Jim Young, and potentially become his right-hand man on the security team!”
“It looks like our spot is down here,” Freya said nervously.
“You are just asking to get mugged aren't you.” Reighley criticized. Reighley was insulted again at the thought that Freya assumed this is what his life was like, but seeing how she appeared to be distraught he decided to let it slide once again. “Don’t worry I’ll keep you safe.” Reighley took Freya’s hand and the two proceeded down the alleyway.
Lily had stepped out of the limousine only a minute after the couple. She stealthily made her way to the designated meeting spot and waited for the two to go to the restaurant. Templeton noticed the two holding hands and was infuriated.
“How dare that street rat touch the Boss’s daughter. Don’t worry I’ll keep that filth off of you.” Templeton grimaced. He aimed his rifle at the boy ready to fire at any slight mishap Reighley would try, but then was suddenly blinded. It was a reflected light coming from a cell phone. Templeton lowered his rifle and pulled up his binoculars to see Lily looking him directly in the eyes. She gave him a death glare, it was as if she was saying that if he ruined this date she would ruin him. Lily shook her head ‘no’ several times and Templeton withdrew out of fear, putting his rifle away only to watch from a distance with binoculars.
“She’s scary.” Templeton quivered. He was terrified that she spotted him from that distance.
Reighley and Freya both walked for a bit down this elongated alleyway only to find that it was a strip mall, with many different walk-in shops built into the sides of the structures. Soon the two found their destination and stood before Back Alley Ramen. It was an underground restaurant. To enter, one would need to go down several stairs and turn left to reach the entrance.
“So this is it?” Reighley asked.
“It would appear so, yes,” Freya answered.
“Shall we?” Reighley gestured towards the stairs which were dimly lit by lights from the ceiling. Freya nodded ‘yes’ and the two made their way down. Once the couple reached the bottom of the stairs, they saw that the entrance had a cloth that was parted through the middle. On it was a bowl of ramen with the characters (ラーメン) which Reighley could only assume meant ramen.
He was alone at work. Ulysses's father didn’t work Saturdays. It was the only day he took off as he wished to leave it to his two sons so they could learn the restaurant business. However, Ulysses's brother was busy on his date today so the shop was left up to him. Though he feared failure, he was passionate about helping those he cared about, which in turn gave him strength. He wouldn’t let his family down. It was not difficult for him either, as cooking was something he had been doing since he was three years old. He had no problem holding down the fort for his family so they could succeed in their own goals. Ulysses was preparing two signature ramen dishes for customers when he noticed Reighley and Freya walk in through the sheets at the entrance.
To the couple's surprise, the restaurant was the exact opposite of their expectations. Almost everything was made out of wood. It was tidy and the polished floor had a sparkle to it. The ceiling had lanterns with the same characters from the entrance on them. They set a beautiful atmosphere for the place. There were bamboo plants as well as a small fountain in one of the corners of the room. The restaurant was way larger than expected as it looked as if it could hold fifteen people at a time. In front of them was a table with stools you could sit on as you order your food and directly behind the table was a kitchen where said food would be prepared in front of you.
After the couple entered, their eyes immediately locked onto Ulysses. To their surprise, he was running the ramen shop.
“Wow. Small world.” Reighley said.
“Oh! I didn’t expect you two to come here.” Ulysses was curious.
“Well, to be fair, neither did I,” Reighley said. Ulysses gestured for Reighley and Freya to take a seat. When the two sat down Ulysses asked what the two would like to eat and pointed to a menu sign behind him. Reighley ordered the Spicy Shoyu Ramen, made with chicken broth and soy sauce as well as other vegetables, and Freya ordered the Miso Chashu Pork Ramen made with a soy-based broth with pork oil mixed into it. While preparing their orders, Ulysses made a promise to himself to make this meal perfect for the couple so he could be in good standing with Reighley. The two didn’t talk much the first time they met, but he wanted that to change, as Reighley wasn’t afraid of his outward appearance.
“You know I’m a little envious that you have such a pretty girlfriend Reighley. It being Freya Young no less.” Ulysses said. After hearing this Freya looked at Reighley with anticipation. Ulysses gave Reighley a perfect opportunity to compliment Freya on her appearance.
“Yeah, she’s pretty-” Freya’s eyes widened in excitement until she heard the end of the sentence. “-great.” Disappointed, Freya turned away to sulk for a brief moment. When Ulysses heard the comment from Reighley it felt disingenuous. He thought that their relationship must have started recently. He knew that a good bowl of Miso soup to share between the two while they waited on their ramen would help them bond. While cooking Ulysses pulled out a large oval bowl and stuck a single soup spoon in front of the couple.
“On the house,” Ulysses said. He looked directly at Reighley and gave him a sly wink and quick thumbs up. Ulysses thought that being a good wingman would help their bond as best friends begin to blossom. Reighley realized what the chef was attempting to do and decided to play along. He took the spoon and allowed some soup to fill it, and then proceeded to feed it to Freya.
“Here you go, darling. Say ah.” Freya realized what was happening and immediately became flustered. Her face became as red as it did the first day the two met. Her head began to spin from embarrassment. She couldn’t say no, as that would draw suspicion that the two weren’t dating at all. Only their class and a few others knew that Reighley rejected her. Freya knew of Ulysses from school rumors and heard that no one would talk to him, so as far he was concerned the two could have been dating for several months. If that were the case, they wouldn’t have any problem doing “lovey-dovey” stuff. The only problem was much like everything else in this “relationship” this was another first for her.
“Ahhh.” Freya held her mouth open in an unflattering way, and Reighley proceeded to feed her the Miso soup. Freya could have sworn that steam expelled out of her ears from how hot her face had become.
“Weird,” Ulysses said under his breath. To him, it was almost like this was their first date. As they didn’t appear to do this regularly. “Is this their first date?” He thought he might as well ask. “Hey not to question how long you two have been together or anything, but you two do not seem like you’ve been dating for very long,” Ulysses stated. Reighley was about to answer when Freya chimed in, interrupting him.
“You’re completely wrong. Reighley and I have been together for a month now!”
“Well, if you say so,” Ulysses said. During this, he noticed a figure step through the sheets covering the entrance. It was a girl wearing sunglasses, a scarf, and a cap. The girl was fairly petite and had platinum blonde hair. It was Lily. After she entered she sat a few chairs away from Freya and Reighley.
Lily was irritated that she had to be here. She would much rather be at home sleeping than working on a weekend. However, if she had to be here, she might as well eat. Though she didn’t think the place would amount to very much. Lily had a very picky palate when it came to food. There weren't too many things she liked. Although, she would still eat most things as it was necessary for survival. Regardless, most things tasted bland to her. Since she never had time to cook, she had no way to get tasty food except at events that Freya or her family were at.
“Welcome! What can I get for you today?” Ulysses asked.
“The daily bowl special is fine,” Lily answered. Lily glanced over at Freya only to see Freya glaring at her. Ulysses began to fix her requested dish. He had just finished the couple's food but as he prepared to serve them, he looked at the couple only to see a nervous Reighley. He was holding the soup spoon a few inches from his mouth but was unable to drink the soup. Reighley realized that Freya put almost her entire mouth on the spoon he was about to drink from. If he took a sip it would be an “Indirect Kiss” from Freya. Remembering his job, Reighley mentally said goodbye to his first meal shared with a girl and drank the soup from the spoon.
Freya did not realize that Reighley indirectly kissed her. Her mind was still cooling down from being fed by Reighley. Ulysses served the couple their meals, disrupting them from their internal struggles. He couldn't help but not believe that the two were dating for a month now. Freya was too embarrassed to say a word. Reighley realized that he may have teased her a little too much and looked over at Freya.
“Hey, I’m sorry, was that too much?” He whispered.
“Yeah. I’m okay…” She answered. Hearing Reighley’s concern for her made her heart skip a beat. All the previous things he did before now felt to Freya as if it was because he was obligated to do so, but he didn’t have to ask her how she was. That made it mean more to her. When Ulysses saw this small interaction, his suspicions began to waver slightly. He knew what genuine concern looked like. To him, it wasn’t something you could just fake.
The couple began to eat their food. When Reighley tried it, his facial expression was filled with joy.
“This is good! Like, really good! Is Gordan Romsly secretly hidden under all that muscle?” Reighley asked. Lily looked over at Freya and waited for her reaction. She figured Freya wouldn’t like the food as much as her date. Freya had one of the best chefs in the world working for her family, so Lily compared eating here to going from a five-star restaurant to a fast food chain. Freya took a bite and she looked very surprised. Lily was shocked when she took a second bite, and then a third.
“Immaculate!” Freya exclaimed. Lily immediately became very eager to try this. She began to watch Ulysses cook. She realized that he was very detail oriented with his skills. He was massive in stature but was a gentle giant when it came to cooking food. When Lily’s food was finally ready she stared at it intently. She eagerly grabbed her chopsticks and took a bite. Lily was shocked by the taste. It was the best ramen she had ever had. It truly was incredible. She looked up at the towering chef and viewed him as the god of ramen. He only looked back at her with confusion. Lily decided that she needed to marry this man. If he could create food that she could enjoy then she would gladly become his wife just to eat something this tasty daily.
Lily began eating in silence, this made Ulysses think that she did not like his food. He began to feel guilty about it. He couldn’t help but tremble in anticipation. Lily thought that at first glance Ulysses was just a punk in appearance. He was towering in the shop, almost cramped by the ceiling. His muscles looked like he trained them every day, and his dyed hair made her think he was your typical thug. She guessed that he was a troublemaker at school. At first glance that was what he appeared. However, someone who put that much care and consideration into something they did had to be a kind and gentle person on the inside. Meanwhile, Freya and Reighley got up and paid for their food. Freya left an extremely generous tip. The couple said their thanks and told Ulysses that they would return to eat there again. Ulysses stated that he would bring some for Reighley at school on Monday and Reighley took him up on that offer, though it left Freya uneasy as she wished to keep Reighley all to herself. After that, the couple left.
“Excuse me, sir, may I ask for your name?” Lily asked while batting her eyes, after removing her sunglasses.
“Ulysses.” He introduced himself by saying only his name. It frustrated him, as his nerves made him unable to say the right words when it came to girls.
“Good,” Ulysses said. He meant to ask her if she enjoyed the food. However, the words didn’t come out as a question. It was phrased as an answer instead, making Ulysses feel more anxious. He began to freak out that the next thing he said would make him look idiotic.
“It was good!” Lily replied with a smile. It was a miracle. She understood him even when he messed up. Every girl he had trouble talking to usually walked away awkwardly as they didn’t know how to talk to him.
“Back,” Ulysses said. Again he couldn’t speak well. He meant to say ‘come back soon’. Ulysses worried that she might think he is some sort of muscle head, with no education.
“I have to go now, but I’ll come back. I promise.” Lily stated. The words promised echoed into Ulysses' head. She understood him. Even when he messed up she understood him and still wanted to return. Ulysses began to wonder if this was what it was like when his Dad met his Mom. Lily had to rush out. She needed to get into the limousine before the couple to not be seen and didn’t want to keep Freya waiting.
Reighley saw the girl in the strange getup rush past him and Freya. She sprinted down the alley and out of sight. He thought it was weird but didn’t question it. Freya couldn’t help but feel frustrated. She put so much effort into making her maids do her makeup and prepare her clothes just so she would keep Reighley’s gaze but to no avail. He was not infatuated with her, and nothing she did seemed to work. She would have to do things a little more apparent to make her stand out as the goddess she was.
The two made their way out of the alleyway and their ride arrived only seconds after. Reighley opened the door for Freya once again and the two got inside and began their route to the amusement park. Freya looked at Reighley, who was currently staring out the window watching the world through the glass. She thought he was cute. She liked his curly hair that coiled up from the humidity. Even though she had previously stared at him a multitude of times, this was the first time she realized that she was physically attracted to him.
Freya reached to grab Reighley’s hand. When she touched it, his hand instinctively jerked away from her. Freya realized that the worst scenario had occurred. Reighley turned towards Freya awkwardly and tried to play it off. He then proceeded to hold her hand.
“You can stop,” Freya said.
“Stop what?” Reighley asked.
“You can stop forcing yourself. If you hold my hand, do it because you want to, not because you have to.” She answered and pulled her hand away. Reighley didn’t know what to say. He was surprised that she considered his feelings. Even though he barely knew the girl, he thought it would be uncharacteristic of her to put him first. He wondered if her aura was wrong about her.
“I’ll wait for you… until you’re comfortable with me.” Freya said.
“Right…” Something changed inside of Reighley. It was small and almost unnoticeable, but something began to stir.
Freya looked away from Reighley, hiding her face, and began to blush a tremendous amount from what she had just said.
“‘I’ll wait for you.’ What am I thinking!? Why would I tell him that? It’s not like I want him as my boyfriend forever. Just for a month…” She thought.
Reighley started to question if this was the right thing to do. Even if she was taking advantage of his poverty to buy his time just so she could appear perfect in the public eye. He wondered if it was okay to just be fake and not try to get to know her even though she was putting in all this effort for his sake. Reighley decided that once they arrived at their next location he would try to get to know Freya a little better. She was a complete stranger, and Reighley knew a good person, let alone a boyfriend, would try to get to know her regardless if he was getting paid or not.
“Here.” Reighley handed Freya his flip phone. “So I can know in advance the next time you want to pick me up.”
“I don’t know how to use that.” She replied. Reighley laughed as it didn’t surprise him.
“Just tell me your number and I’ll enter it in,” Reighley said. Freya exchanged numbers with Reighley. She couldn’t help but smile at the words “next time”.
The limousine arrived at Distracto Land. Known for its crazy rollercoasters, its waterpark, and its characters. Distracto was a subsidiary owned by Freya’s father. It was an entertainment industry that made movies, cartoons, and merchandise. When they exited the vehicle, the two were greeted by a security guard that escorted them inside the amusement park bypassing the line at the entrance.