Nope, not them. But they look friendly!!
Not my parents, but this person does tax returns.
Crowds are tricky, huh? People get lost in them.
Okay, now it’s getting awkward.
Why are we even doing this? Are we lost, too?
This guy has parent energy, but not mine.
They seem cool, but they don’t look worried about me.
Are you sure they’re here? Asking for a friend.
They just whispered, 'Not me!' Move along.
Not them. But hey, they might know your parents? Should we ask?
This is starting to feel like a game of ‘Where’s Waldo,’ but with more existential dread.
Friendly vibes, but they think pineapple belongs on pizza.
You sure you’re looking in the right crowd?
That person looks like they know your secret… but not my parents.
Nice effort, but this person’s an avid stamp collector.
Nope, but they could use a hand finding their own kids.
Why does everyone here look so familiar.
Are we finding parents or making friends? Because this isn’t working.
Wait, they just texted: 'Stop clicking strangers!
This person looks like they’ve seen some stuff, but not your parents.
Wrong person, but they’re rocking that jacket.
They said hi. Are we making new friends now?
Not here either, but they do have a kind face.
Starting to think your parents are hiding on purpose.
This is feeling like a metaphor for life now.
They waved… but not at us. Let’s keep looking.
Looks like someone’s cool aunt, not my mom.
I asked them; they said, ‘Try someone taller.’
They’re not my dad, but they’ve got dad jokes, I bet.
This is turning into a wild goose chase.
I’m starting to think they’re avoiding me on purpose.
I’m beginning to think this crowd has no exits.
We might need to call in Sherlock Holmes for this.
Looks like we’ve officially lost the plot.
This person says they’re my long-lost cousin. Should we believe them?
They look confused too.
Turns out I don’t know my parents either (I'm adopted). Wanna get a coffee and talk about it?
Still searching…
This crowd is starting to look suspiciously generic.
Are you sure they’re here? Asking for a friend.