Lucy grinned as the balloons went bobbing and bumping above Sophie's head. "It sounds like your Aunt Maddie has excellent taste," she confided, crouching down to be on eye-level with the little girl while the man - her father, Lucy assumed - tried to sneakily apply suncream. If nothing else, it at least confirmed for Lucy the connection between them. "I'm here for the parade," she agreed. "I came with my friends, but they seem to have walked off." She sounded unconcerned about this fact and touched her top again. "I'm actually borrowing this from my friend Ayesha, she made it."
When the suncream had been successfully applied, Lucy sprang back up to her full, if unimpressive, height. "It's no trouble," she said. "Even if you'd realised you'd lost it - I don't fancy your chances of finding it again in this crowd."