You sat on a bench in the park, watching as a dad and his little daughter played on the nearby playground, their laughter echoing through the air.

As you observed the scene with a smile, you couldn't help but notice her stealing glances in your direction. With a burst of excitement she ran towards her dad, her tiny fingers pointing in your direction.

“They're pretty.“ she whispered. Price nodded in agreement, a polite grin across his face, “Yeah, darling, they are.“ - you overhear them.