"This is it?" Porcia looked around, pretending not to be awed.

"Would you rather I send you back home?" The old man wheeled up to her with an equally withering scowl. That certainly shut her up.

"I've scheduled us to take one of those fancy tours later on. Either you have fun or you shut your mouth and don't ruin mine." The petite girl crossed her arms for a minute in defiance, then couldn't help but bend down to hug him.

"How can I not with you around?" With that, she took his hat from his head, laughing amid his roar of protest, and ran to the register.

"Two please."