The moment the show was over, Kay walked over to the stage, followed by a bouncing Xing Han and serious Sam.

Sam approached Ellen first, introducing himself and Xing Han decided to follow Sam. Kyle could wait - after all, they were staying together while he wouldn't be able to meet with Ellen anymore after this.

Kay, of course, headed straight towards Kyle and was standing in front of the dunking booth/podium and tilting her head, she asked, "How long are you going to stay in there?"

Kyle grinned. He turned around, reached up to the opening of the trap door and pulled himself up, making sure to be facing away from the stage. Even though the cameras were no longer on, it still didn't mean that he wanted to give a free show to those who were still there. Be it of his abs or Kyle Jr.

A large chunk of the audience still hadn't left. All of the girls and women that had taken part in the speed-dating were given a voucher from Target worth $500 and (after obtaining Kyle and Keanu's agreement), autographed pictures of them. They were waiting for those autographs, so they were lounging around but not daring to step onto the stage.

So the eyes on Kay was, undoubtedly, with some jealousy.

Kay took the towel a stage crew member had brought over for Kyle, and climbed the stairs behind the podium.

Kyle was relieved that the shorts were dark coloured so even though it stuck to his behind, it wasn't obscene. At least, he didn't think it was. He had to resist the urge to pull out the shorts that were riding up his butt-crack, though.

Kay was busy laughing at the drenched Kyle, as she used the towel to wipe his face. She stepped back a bit as he took off his shirt and then stepped forward to wipe his body.

"I can do that myself, you know," Kyle said, even though he was enjoying being pampered.

"Oh, let me take care of you once in a while," Kay said with a smile, "Bend over a bit."

Kyle obeyed and she proceeded to dry his hair a bit. Kay sneaked a glance behind Kyle and giggled when she saw where most of them were looking. She dried his hair as best as she could, and as quickly as possible, so that the butt vision wouldn't be that long.

Once done, Kay gave the damp towel to Kyle, who then wrapped it around his waist.

"It's best you dry as much as possible before changing. I don't want you walking around wet in the studio as it can be cold," Kay told him.

"Yes, Mam," Kyle replied cheekily and she hit him on the chest. He laughed and ushered her to go down the stairs.

The girls in the audience kept chanting in their heads, 'turn around, turn around' but Kyle didn't seem to want to comply.

All of the PDA made those watching even more jealous. But they were also curious as Ellen had said he was single. Then who was the girl?

Once his figure disappeared as he went down the podium with Kay, he didn't appear again until much later. Fully dressed.

Kay was beside Kyle, and with the two of them walking, side-by-side in their matching outfits, it truly made a beautiful scene. Like straight from a Vogue magazine.*

Even Ellen had to stop for a while and pointing at them, she asked Sam and Xing Han, "They're twins, right?"

For those amongst the audience who heard her, were flabbergasted. Siblings??

"Yes," answered Xing Han with a long, sad face, "You're only catching a glimpse of what us mere mortals have to face every single day."

Ellen's mouth twitched at that, and it turned to a peal of full-blown laughter when Xing Han suddenly shouted, "Kyllleeeeee!!" and ran off, his excited voice filling up the entire studio as he bounced over happily.

"Yes, I am the only normal one among them," Sam said solemnly.

Ellen couldn't help but laugh again then replied with a very serious voice, "Definitely. You being his PA at 13 - and an extremely efficient one, I might add - is pretty normal."

Sam felt that the words were like déjà vu. Where did he seem to hear something along those lines before ...? He shrugged, putting it down to his over-active imagination.**

✿ ✿ Penthouse ✿ ✿

Later that night, Kay was happily flipping through several autographed pictures of Kyle.

"I'm right here, you know," Kyle said in amusement, "Your fascination with those is rather creepy."

She stuck out her tongue at him and waved a particular A5 glossy one at him, courtesy of Ellen, "This one is going to be framed."

Kyle groaned, "Oh please, don't."

She took out her scrapbook from the dressing room table drawer. She sat down on her bed and opened it, flipping the pages to find an empty page to stick the A5 picture inside. Kyle went over and looked over her shoulder curiously.

"Why do you even have that when you have the Insta account?"

"It's fun," she answered, lying down on her stomach on the bed, "The feel of the paper, the way to decorate the pages and jotting down those special moments ... all of this cannot be replicated on a computer. It's much more personal and special."

"You sound like an old lady," Kyle commented, lying down next to her and watched as she took a photo corner,* arranged it in a certain way on a page and then slipped the picture in. She started drawing a bit around the picture, making a 'frame'.

She lovingly touched the photo, saying, "This is really a good picture of you."

It was the same picture that Ellen had shown at the show. Kyle's signature was at the bottom right corner of the photo, and it was the same picture that had been given to all the girls at the speed date game.

"What else do you have in here?" Kyle asked curiously. Kay smiled, and started showing him the other pages, explaining every single picture and why it was important to her.

When Delilah came to their room to remind them about dinner, she saw the two of them sharing that special, intimate sharing moment on Kay's bed. Their faces were glowing, with smiles of pure joy and love that Delilah felt tears come to her eyes.

Seeing them like that, she thought to herself, just how did she ever think that there could have been anything inappropriate developing between the two? It was such a pure, close bond that defied the categories humans had placed.

Instead of being happy, she had been worried.

At that moment, her worries disappeared. Platonic soulmates,# that's what they were.

Now, the only thing left was to get someone for Kyle.