"I know. And that's the lame part about being a parent," she said as she leaned her cheek into his palm. "You've gotta be the bad guy if you want them to turn out with any sort of civility."
"Are you guys going to kiss again?" Harvey asked after swallowing his first bite of burrito.
"No," Rhiannon answered before taking her plate and moving it to her spot at the table. "Not while you're looking, anyway. What do you want to drink?"
"Can I have soda?"
"Yes, a little. What kind?"
"Sprite!"
"Ok," she said and looked to Tristan. "What would you like? We have soda, grown up drinks, milk, and juice."