She hadn't displayed Ben's picture in boastful parental pride more than simply giving her help a much better visual for who they were looking for. Still, Lisa blinked at the blond woman, briefly halted by the non-implication of her son and storm drains. That was an odd leap... Sure, people without kids didn't always know how to think like them immediately, but... drainage pipes?
"Right-" she started, tucking the necklace back under her shirt as they continued on. "Not comfortably anyway." And not that she could think of any realistic reason why he would cram himself in those areas in the first place.
"Do you have kids?" she asked after a moment, killing the two birds of keeping herself engaged instead of worrying and quelling her curiosity about Parker. That had to be a last name, or a nickname.