Happy smiled as he watched her with Anthony, it was nice to see a softer side of her beyond the one that usually included mouthing off and kicking him in the head. Her question had him chuckling and he wondered how far her interest actually went. She was a nineteen year old smart ass, after all, and baseball was boring sometimes even for the most loyal and veteran fans.
"All you really need to know is to watch for home runs and don't get hit by any foul balls," he smiled and stood, slinging the bag over his shoulder again. "But come on, let's go watch the rest of the game and I'll explain stuff as it happens." He gestured for her to carry Anthony and gave her shoulder a squeeze as he passed, leading the way back down to the seats.