Dean had been watching The Great Escape on television, and he stood up when he heard the knock to the door. He did an awkward backward shuffle to the knob, twisting it open while still watching the television. "Hey," he murmured, not turning his head. He blinked when he didn't hear an answer and then turned around. "Hey! Hey, you're that kid. That my kid knows. ... pie?"
Dani jogged down the stairs, grinning. She was wearing her favorite red plaid stockings and a gauzey peasant skirt with one of her dad's button-downs. "Did you bring pie? Oh, Jesus."