Father/Daughter Woods Date?
Right. Woods. Gwen wasn't much of an outdoorsy person and she definitely knew Mr. Stark was even less of one than she was so it wasn't exactly the ideal location to end up when they decided to take a walk through the doors. But. They'd make the most of it. It wasn't necessarily about the location, it was about the time spent together. And what better way than throwing themselves into an environment where neither of them thrived? Sure.
Gwen didn't really feel so great about it, though. Her Spidey-senses were making the hair on the back of her neck stand up every so often, no matter where she looked. That could stop anytime, please.
"I don't suppose this path is going to lead us to some kind of get-away spa retreat or a fluke mall, is it?" She asked, and scratched the back of her neck. "Or maybe there's a Dollar Dog on the other side of the tree line. That'd be sweet."