Leanne's face had immediately gone red when she realized she hadn't exactly told her father what had happened that day. No doubt if she did tell him, he'd freak and never let her out of his sight ever again. She knew how it went from experience. To earn that trust back? She grimaced. "Not exactly. If I did, he'd freak. And he's not very great when he's freaked," she murmured to Cole softly.

She looked towards the door and saw her father in the middle of a heated discussion. He was shaking his head, pointing his index finger at nothing, and his face was contorted into frustration. She had seen that face before and it was no doubt he'd be a while. She looked back at Cole and then over at the bag that contained her and her father's sandwich.

"Yes, acquaintances," she said happily, soon waving her hand at him. "No worries about the questions. They're refreshing." She heard her father now, yelling. And when she saw him angrily press "END" on his phone she waved to Cole. "Nice to meet you Cole, hope you enjoy your day," she said happily as she turned her body towards her father who looked to her through the shop door and waved for her to come out. It was clear they wouldn't be eating here, but would be eating home. So much for getting out of the house.