Daphne and Phil were a crafty pair of adults. Well, the term adults was very loosely based around those two. They had focused on the nearby playground where they would have some fun.
The place was a strange one because they had set a floodlight up to light a game. However, the picnic table meant that the game could never take place there, so the reason it was lit up at night was a mystery.
The two scrawled their names in chalk and set up a bar nearby. All welcome the sign promised. They waited for customers to bring money.
Written for Friday fictioneers.