Mark was supposed to be such a ladies man and he couldn't even handle one crying girl. Then again, it'd been a long time since Len'd had to handle a crying girl; but he figured that at the end of the day he probably had more experience with it than Mark.
Len tried to think back to the last time he'd seen Lisa cry and what he'd done as her brother to try to help. No, they couldn't go knock over a jewelry store- they were lying low. He wasn't going to pull out his cold gun and ice the diner either just so she could go ice skating. And he sure as hell wasn't going to volunteer to go beat up the offending ex-boyfriend (sorry Harley, but you weren't Lisa). That only left one thing that Len was loathe to do, but given the desperate situation, he didn't think he had much of a choice. It was either attract all of the diner's attention, or this...
"C'mere kid." He said, nodding to the booth beside him and holding out his arms. Yes. He was going to give Harley a hug.