"Excuse me, this is my lane," he said.

The girl turned around and smirked.

"I don't see your name written anywhere," the girl replied. She loaded her bow with an arrow and took aim.

She shot. Bulls-eye.

She turned around and smiled at the guy, who was still looking at her.

"This lane has the best lighting in this arcade and I have been using this lane for years," the guy said, still unacceptable of the fact that someone had came in to use the lane.

The girl loaded another arrow. Whilst she took aim, she said, "I've never seen you on Saturdays. And I have been using this lane every Saturdays, pre-booked ever since this arcade opened five years ago," she said, releasing the arrow.

Another bullseye to her score.

The guy sighed. "Listen, just for today. Let me use this lane. I can't come on Sunday this week, hence please just let me use it today," he begged.

The girl shook her head. "No," she said flatly.

Whilst the guy continues to beg and the girl constantly saying no, and while they were bickering, not too far away someone had been watching their exchanges. The someone smiled cheekily. It ain't love if his name ain't Cupid, he thought.