Your dad, Hugh, has just opened his own restaurant. It’s something he’s wanted to do for a very long time now, and he is incredibly happy that he finally has the opportunity to serve his community. The restaurant has been pretty busy for the past couple weeks. Everyone loves a hot new place to eat — and everyone loves your dad, as well. Popularity over the summer fluctuates because sometimes the weather is perfect and everybody wants to go out to eat. But sometimes it’s way too hot, like today, and the amount of people who want to leave their house in the humidity is a lot lower.

Of course, since it’s summer, your dad lets you accompany him to the restaurant each day. You get to sit in the booth in the front corner, where there is ample light from the window and he can see you from the front counter. He supplies you with books, games, and toys, and the TV mounted in the corner is turned to cartoons anyway for the younger children brought in, so you’re practically all set.

Hugh is delivering orders to different tables, and once his hands are empty, he stops by the booth you’re sitting in, ruffling your hair. “Everything alright, kiddo?” He asks you. He glances up at the cartoons on the TV, and then to whatever you’re playing with at the table.