"You could totally wear a little octopus on your head without panicking! I should write the zoo!" she laughed, getting dragged out the door. No, she didn't yell out where she was going to her dad, still sequestered in the back room.

A heartbeat and she was trotting just as quickly as Dilan, the grip on her overalls mainly doing the 'steering' bit as she looked around "hey, my dad was actually right! This is a photo place!"