"Apparently." I got up from the seat and helped her out of the boat. We then walked along the well kept dock and onto the magically artificial grass, the only place where it existed. What Daphne first did was look up at the massive wall of the basin. To our right was a large waterfall, its water sprinkling rainbow droplets in the air. Up ahead was a small pathway that led up the wall to an opening. "This is Lover’s Park in English," I informed her as I took off my boots and stored them in my bag. The soft, fake grass was heavenly to my sore feet. Daphne noticed and decided to do the same. She let her adorable feet wiggle in the grass.