Macklyn smirked. She was going to be a little minx, was she? As they passed a park vendor, he stopped and purchased a large bag of popcorn, a flower, and two drinks and two hot dogs.
"There's a lake nearby." He shook his head, laughing. "It's more of a pond, I guess. A whole lake is a little big. Manmade, of course. There are ducks."
He lifted the bag of popcorn to emphasize it's relation to the ducks.
"How about we have a lunch of some bad-for-us food and feed ducks, and then I'll come by for the little fuzzball?"