[I'm back from Florida, so I will not get my attention pulled away!]
Paige's question certainly hit him off his guard as he was getting out of the car. He practically fell out of it when she asked the question, and was off running towards the playground. Not fair! Not at all!
No matter. That was fine. He'd get her back...eventually. While they were out, too. He was sure of it.
Closing the car door, Bobby casually made his way over to the playground, giving one of the swings a nudge with a sneakered-foot. "Ever do that thing where you twist the swing chains up, and then spin around really fast?" He glanced over at her with a grin, taking a seat on the swing. It sat fairly low to the ground, clearly made for a child. His legs were slightly bunched up against his chest, and he looked a bit out of place.
Never the less, Bobby began twisting the swing around, twisting the plastic-covered chains holding the swing up as he did.