Wendy and Nick
"Wait, what?" Nick screwed his face in puzzlement. An elevator? It occurred to the reflection that Wendy must've seen that in a sitcom or some other TV show, and he laughed. "No, we don't have to do that. I mean look at them. They're practically down each other's throat."
He pulled Wendy, leading him by the finger, to go walk around and find someone else to pair up. "Do you like anyone?" He glanced back to ask the white haired boy the question, eyes briefly raking over Wendy's figure.