Kit was sat talking to some guy who'd just happened to come over, it was obvious she'd been in the pub a while from the collection of glasses on the table. She wasn't hurt at all and the keys to the totalled car sat on the table with the empties much use as they were.
She was about half way through her current pint when she looked out and saw her dad heading closer, she sunk lower in her seat. She hoped the good of the day would out weigh the wrecked car. She quickly told the guy to bugger off before he ended up in the middle of possible family argument.