Dinah was right on time, dressed in jeans and flats for chasing around the kids at the rec center-- not to mention chasing Lian and/or any number of others who would need supervising (Ollie, Roy, Hal if he showed up). She parked her bike by the curb, happy to take up an entire parallel parking space with her custom, hand-build motorcycle and rescued a simple bouquet of three gerber daisies tied with a ribbon from storage in her bike.
She left the bike and snuck through the chain link gate, bouncing a basketball back to a group of tweens as she came in and cast an eye around to look for any members of the Family (oh God that made them sound like a mob!) or any other familiar faces. Like, oh say, Betty White so that she could give her those flowers by way of thanks.