After a long week of getting settled in the house and his workshop he took his daughter to eat tacos. He grabbed a napkin and wiped her mouth as some salsa was on it. She smiled as she kept eating, kicking her feet on the chair.

"Look!" His daughter said as she pointed at someone across from their table. "You should ask her out, she's pretty." She giggled.

"What? No, Jesus... Stop playing matchmaker." He rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head. "I already told you, my heart's all yours, mariposita. I don't need anyone else." Frankie said as he took a swig of his soda. Although he did a double take on the lady across from their table.