A small sigh of sadness was heard when he said he wasn't a policeman, because it meant that she wasn't really supposed to talk to him. But he was being nice, and when he put the coat over her shoulders, she snuggled into it immediately. It was warm from him and smelled good, making her think of her daddy a little, so she smiled at him in thanks. "I'm Phillipa!"
"I came from that way." She pointed down the sidewalk in the opposite direction he had been walking from, then slowly uncurled and got off the bench. Pushing her arms through the coat sleeves, they dragged the ground, as did the coat itself, as one hello kitty sandal-clad foot kicked at a small pebble. "He's tall and has brown hair but darker than me and he has a mustache and blue eyes." Phils could have been describing just about any guy in the world. She looked up at Leo, a little confused. "But I don't think he's there because he's supposed to be at home and so am I."