As I stood at the hallway of my work, still threatened of all the implications it would have on me if I came too close of the boss's daughter. She came by, holding the keys to the car in her hand. Brooklyn first looked at her father, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. Then looked back at me with an expression of pity in her eyes.

- "Meet you outside. Never mind Pops, he's always been an overprotective control-freak. Don't spend more time here, OK"?

Outside, she kept the keys in her hands and said:

- CATCH!! We've got some serious shopping to do. I've got daddy's credit card with no limit in my purse, so let's hit the town!!