Johnny could feel colour tinge his cheeks but he just bit down on the inside of his cheek to stop it from growing. He was a man, he didn't blush. And he wasn't going to get embarrassed either. He ducked his head as he rubbed his hand against the back of his neck and chuckled. "Yeah, well... no sense in doing things by halves. Secretly I'm a romantic. Just most of the time I don't want any sort of attachment," he admitted. He dropped his hand and reached out for Wylie's as he guided him around a corner.

They passed a park on one side, but across the road was an elementary school. It was recess time, and all the kids were out playing. Johnny's gaze was fixed on the playground, clearly looking for someone. Finally he pointed, spotting his daughter. "There. Blonde hair in pigtails wearing the AC/DC t-shirt. That was my gift to her. Drove her mom crazy, but Alice loves it." He turned to look at Wylie, watching him now. "I know I don't have her very often, but if this turns into... If this gets serious, then it's her and me. Not just me you get."