I hope that we don't pass out here, Ibuki-chan. The VIPs have the run of the whole park, and they're gonna find us eventua--

[And everything makes sense all of a sudden. They're alone, and somehow eight people have been eager to play along, and Mabel would have told Ibuki, and she didn't have such strong strategic considerations. Mahiru can see they've reached the teacups by both the little loop shapes and the arching castle just a little further south. Mahiru stops and closes her eyes, patting herself down to make sure her camera isn't on her.]

Oh, no. I'd love to take a picture of you in the sunrise, but I guess my snap chat buddies get to keep my camera.