Toji was waiting at a table with Megumi sitting on his lap, watching you in the distance as you ordered drinks and some pastries. He could tell the cashier was flirting with you just by his body language.

“Megumi, I think mommy might have forgotten to order your hot chocolate.”

Toji lied, pulling Megumi’s attention away from his coloring book and pointing toward where you stood, still talking to the cashier. Almost immediately, Megumi slid off his father's lap and made his way toward you.