Most of the people were holding hands which would certainly get a lot of stares. Ziggy knew this as he squeezed Mick's hand.

"We're not alone." Ziggy whispered as he led his partner to the middle of the seating. Was there even enough seating. Aarne ran past, running across the seats of the couches so he could sit on the back of one. If that was the way maybe everyone would fit.