[it doesn't take him long to spot a safe haven amidst the sea of people: a hobby shop that is only boasting of one or two patrons, with plenty of space to spare! Edamura's grip on Odile's sleeve tightens as he glances behind them at their poor cameramen. . . who are struggling to keep up with them against the current, mind you]

[. . . good]

And I really doubt you want me shouting your personal business at the top of my lungs.

[. . .]

Hey.

On three, just do as I do, all right?