"My father…
…who is he?"
"I don't think you have the right to know that, you're not even my daughter."
One would think someone would take a pause if suddenly asked a question like that, but not Charlotte. She answered in less than a fraction of a millisecond; even gesturing to the door to let Alice know that she was done asking any questions.
Before she could turn away, however, she turned to look at Riley, who was casually just looking at the menu for any changes in the selection of flavors; nodding and shaking his head accordingly.
"And you…" Charlotte walked slightly closer to Riley, "...You're back, why? You could have just stayed in a place where no one actively has it out for you."
"I go wherever the flow takes me, Charlotte," Riley shrugged and answered without even looking at Charlotte, "And the flow just happens to take me back here."
