Erin Ginger, who was looking up at Daisy Ginger, suddenly turned her gaze towards George Stephens.
George Stephens was sitting in the stroller in front of Daisy Ginger, acting all high and mighty, looking extremely leisurely.
"..." Erin tugged on Daisy's sleeve, not saying a word, and pulled her back from the side of the stroller.
"Little Erin," Daisy was truly surprised at this moment. She raised her hand, patted Erin's little face, and looked at James Shelton, "What are you guys doing here?"
"Ahem." James seemed oddly embarrassed for some reason. Hands in his pockets, he turned his head away and coughed lightly, stammering, "Little Erin said he had no inspiration today, so we came back early."
"You ran into me here?" Daisy was also a bit surprised, looked down at Erin who was gently pursing his little mouth, smiled, leaned down and picked him up from the ground, "Does Little Erin have any toys he likes? You guys pick some together, I'll pay once you're done."
