Happy turned around, surprised but pleased to see that it was Daisy hollering at him. "Well hey," he greeted her, "Haven't seen you in a few weeks." It might've been longer, actually, he couldn't remember when he'd seen her in the gym last, but it was nice to know that the teenage regular didn't shun him in public like he would've expected any self-respecting teenager to do.
Anthony's wails began in earnest now and Happy returned his attention to the baby, bouncing him gently in his arms to shush him. Heppy did a quick feel to check his diaper but all appeared well below, so he was likely fussy because he was either hungry or tired (both of these were equally likely bets). Happy gestured for Daisy to follow him as he went over to a bench and dropped the diaper bag. "Didn't know you liked the Yankees," he said conversationally and passed his son over to her while he dug around in the bag for a bottle.