we must never, ever be boring.

Danny shook his head, laughing. "Okay, alright, if I promise to try and believe you, will you not record those poor women?" He asked, and then raised an eyebrow. "Eh. Daycare. Police forces. Basically the same thing, depending on who you're on the force with." He said, wishing he were joking. "Goddamn, though. I don't think I could live with going through anything remotely close to high school again. But seriously, whether or not it's true, don't record them. S'just plain cruel." He smiled, rubbing her shoulder. "I appreciate you trying to boost up my ego, though." He laughed a little, unable to help it, when she looked disappointed after he kissed her forehead, shrugging. "I've gotta keep my gentlemanly reputation up somehow." He teased,

Danny laughed. "Well, she is the best kid in the world, so I guess I can't blame you." He said, and then groaned a little, not sure whether to be flattered or embarrassed. "Don't record them, that's terrible." He chuckled a little, and then let the corner of his mouth turn upwards. "It is, though. Cute. Kinda." He said, and then shook his head. "You can tell them. I mean, if you want. They're just your friends. When I said ... keep things private, I meant, from family members, people we're constantly around, that affect our lives, to avoid any drama, you know? I don't think your co-workers will cause any pressure. No matter how much they apparently love me." He teased, rolling his eyes fondly. He blushed when she spoke again, clearing his throat softly and fighting to keep a smirk off of his face. "Funny." He teased, and smiled when she closed her eyes, reaching up to press his thumb over her lips, kissing her chastely on the forehead. "If I started to kiss you, I wouldn't be able to stop. I'll kiss you for real later." He assured her, removing his thumb and stepping away so that she could get around him to the passenger seat.

Danny laughed as she squirmed and giggled, curling his hand at the small of her back when it moved to rest there, instead. "N'aw. Well, while I'm flattered, and while I'm sure she'd be flattered, it kinda makes me feel bad for all the other kids." He said, wrinkling his nose up, and then he snorted, rolling his eyes fondly when she brought up her coworkers again. "And as I've told you, I still highly doubt they're all in love with me." He smiled. "Cute, though. That you get snappy." He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her temple as she placed Caroline into her seat, smiling when she pecked the little girl on the nose. When she turned back to look at him, he laughed. "Well, I'm happy I could have been of service."  He teased, and then laughed, shrugging. "Don't ask me, ask them. You can find anything on the internet nowadays. The other day I found out that you can use shaving cream, of all things, to remove makeup from your clothes." He said. "Now whenever Caroline plays dress up I don't have to change ten million times." He fake-fist pumped in the air, He frowned when she did, and sighed a little at her words, but let her drop the conversation and tried for a smile when she asked him to kiss her, tugging her closer to do so.

He smiled back at her, pinching her hip. "You make that sound like she's the only one worth seeing." He teased. "I mean, she's obviously the best and all, but the others can't be that bad." He joked further, nudging her a little as they reached his car, and he open the door to the seat that Caroline's car seat was strapped to, moving a couple of her stuffed animals out of the way for Anastasia to place her down. He grinned up at Stasia again. "What'd I tell you? Totally the most mind-blowing chocolate milk in the world." He said, and then laughed. "You know, I had some friends in college that used to steal my Ovaltine and snort it. Well -- not friends. Friends of friends. I tried to pick smart friends." He said, lowering his voice a little during the first sentence because, even though he knew Caroline wouldn't understand what he meant, and could barely say two words around other people, he wanted to make sure she wasn't repeating anything. He nodded with a small frown when Stasia agreed about Little Girl. "Sorry, sweetheart. We could always try to Google the safety procedures for a play date like that, though. I'm sure somewhere, someone knows what to do." He tried to reason, sad to see her even remotely deflated.

Danny smiled when Anastasia took Caroline into her arms. Normally he wouldn’t be so comfortable with someone holding her, because as much as he knew he couldn’t be the only one who ever held her, he still liked to be in as much control of her safety as possible. Still, he was somehow very comfortable when it was Anastasia holding her. Usually, he was only so comfortable when it was his mother, or even Chastity, at times. “Hey, we all need days off.” He said, lifting his hand to rest on the small of her back as they walked. “Chocolate milk, though. That stuff’s amazing. Especially when it’s made with Ovaltine.” He said, and looked over when she said she had a question, laughing a little when Cara scrunched her nose up at Stasia’s touch and giggled. He raised his eyebrows at Anastasia’s suggestion, and smiled, looking down at his daughter again. “That sound good to you, Bug?” He asked, peering down at where her eyes were hidden beneath Stasia’s hair. When he caught a tiny nod and another glimmer of confirmation, he smiled back up at Stasia. “We might have to make sure the pup’s gentle before we decide for sure on Little Girl coming, but it sounds good to us.”

He laughed softly as she spoke, shaking his head a little, albeit fondly, and moved back a little as she stepped through the door, leaving her room. He glanced down at Cara when Anastasia asked to hold her, looking for approval, and when he saw a spark of willingness in her eyes, he smiled and nodded, adjusting his hold on his daughter so that she could reach for Anastasia and latch on carefully. “For what it’s worth, she’s been asking about you like crazy. You’re the only reason she likes getting up so early in the morning.” He paused. “Well, and the fact that I let her have chocolate milk with breakfast now.” He joked, crossing his arms once they were empty, and following after Anastasia once she started speaking and walking towards his driveway. He laughed quietly, looking down at his shoes for a moment before lifting his gaze again. “Well, I’ve certainly missed that, too.” He agreed, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Danny smiled when she laughed, regardless of his current bashfulness, and lifted a hand to rub at the back of his neck, willing his blush to go away, especially as she said she missed them both, as well. It managed to disappear quickly, though, and he perked up when she said she’d come along — as did Caroline, apparently, as she started to bounce a little in his arms; a tiny tick she’d developed whenever she was anxious or excited about something. He stepped out of the way so that Anastasia could step outside, and nodded to his car a few blocks down. “I’ll drive.”

Danny smiled wide when Anastasia opened the door and they were greeted with her own smile, and laughed a little, looking down at his feet when she spoke. He blushed when she kissed his cheek — as did Caroline after her turn — and chuckled when Caroline giggled and squirmed away from Anastasia's touch. "Well, we were wondering of you wanted to come to the animal shelter with us." He told her, shifting Caroline's position. "We were thinking of picking out a dog, and Caroline missed you. I ... missed you. Or, more just ... wanted to see you." He said, his cheeks turning a little darker.