Daddy. She referred to her father as daddy. That spoke of someone with a relatively immature mind. Someone who clung to their childhood. There were only two reasons a grown woman would call her father her 'daddy'. One was to his face when she wanted something and the other was all the time because she couldn't grow comfortable with referring to him in a more mature tone.
This was disappointing. It was wholly unattractive to have a woman call her father 'daddy' so easily and seriously.
A shame.
Crowley frowned slightly, she had missed the point completely. It didn't matter if she wasn't a higher up in the company where she came from. She had the opportunity to start anew here. Again, clinging to the past. She wasn't seizing the day. It was a detrimental to her personal growth. Or something like that.
He removed his sunglasses and exhaled loudly to show his frustration and disappointment. "why does it have to be the same?"