Dad has escaped my eyesight again. He’s apparently run into someone he recognized from Plumbob knows where, and he’s striking up a conversation with her.

Dad, let me catch you up. The teenage rules clearly state that you do not talk your daughter up to one of their romantic interests, no matter how much you wish said daughter would also join the scouts.

And Redhead Scout also seems to think it’s sort of pathetic.

This is a disaster. Even the blonde-haired stranger can tell, and she intervenes.

Pretty sure the damage is done, though.