Frankie was as nervous, you could tell as he rambled about his daughter. It was cute to listen to him talk about her with such love. It was your first date with him. You didn't know he had a daughter, but it had come in as a conversation. You just listened, smiling as he talked about his little girl.

"I'm rambling, aren't I? I'm probably boring you talking about my daughter." Frankie said quietly, fidgeting with his fingers.