"Oh, jeez, Dad!" Leto replied, squirming uncomfortably. She'd liked it better when he was quiet. How did her dad manage to ask the questions that made her feel like she was seventeen again and being grilled after a date? Were she ten years younger she'd probably be turning red. "No, I am quite happy avoiding him, and having him avoid me. I just didn't want either of you to bump into him in the hall and lose it." Like I almost did!