Et tu, Brute?

"No, don't you dare." Sebastien opened the door and hurried Barbara in, before she could disappear again, she already disappeared three times today, leaving him to desperately search for her until he found her with some animal she wanted to keep. Before his daughter entered the parlour he saw her glancing towards the cat that slept beside flower beds.
"You aren't fun at all." She frowned at him and walked in, leaving O'Sullivan behind her. Sebastien sighed, that kid was incredibly talented in avoiding every rule he set, and followed her in.

This place hasn't changed a lot since the last time he was here, it was more than 10 years ago, few weeks before his mother was killed, she and aunt Jenna took Hayley, Christian and him here, like they did every month. Since Elizabeth O'Sullivan died, her children haven't crossed this doorway, neither did Sierras. This room kept too much happy memories, and although Sebastien really liked sweets he would rather choose not to it any of that than to visit this place, but well, Barbara liked it and he realized they work better together when they're in friendly relationship than when they're arguing, and arguing with that girl was oh, she was as stubborn as Sebastien himself. Maybe even worse.

The girl picked banana and apple ice cream, while O'Sullivan chose much safer option - vanilla. After paying, Sebastien took their glasses and led Barbara towards the only free table left, they obviously weren't the only people who wanted ice cream today, since every other table was full. He put their glasses on the table and pulled a chair for Barbara.

Sebastien waited until she started eating, it was safer that way cause she won't argue when she eats, one of useful things he found out (too bad she doesn't eat all the time) before he spoke.

"You know, we'll need to visit the bookstore real quick before we go home, and we also need to buy some of those red stuff for Christian's silly dog." That means they need to find a petshop too, where Barbara will, undoubtedly, try to persuade him to buy some animal like she did every single time they visited it. Sometimes even out of the blue. Dear Lord, help him. Sebastien could already see an aquarium with dozens of fishes invading his apartment.

She went for a walk with Lucas, and now hated herself for it. It was too hot, so she thought that this walk is suffering for her and child. "Okay, Lucas, I give up, we're going to home," she said firmly, although Lucas apparently does not bother hellish heat. He was cheerful and smiling as always.

Going to the house they stopped next to a patisserie. Well, when they are already here... She was happy to finally feel a little cooler air. She bought two ice cream in a cup, one for herself and one for Lucas. Too late she realized she could not take Lucas and carry ice cream. She looked around desperately looking for a table. Of course, that was impossible. All the tables were full.

She sighed when she saw in a corner table where they sat only a man and a little girl. Only there was at least some space for her. Obviously there is no other option, she will ask them to sit with them, only until some table became free. She took Lucas's hand, balancing with two ice cream in one hand and went to the table.

"Hi, sorry to bother you. Only after I bought ice cream I realized that there are nowhere free space. Would you mind if I sit here only until a table is free?" She looked at the boy, grinned with her most beautiful smile, hoping to alleviate the despair in her voice. If he says that bothers them, she will throw the ice creams and going, there is no other choice.

Sebastien O'Sullivan glanced up in the middle of the bite, he returned his spoon in the bowl and looked at the newcomer with irritation that was clearly visible in his eyes. He glanced around to check other tables although he already knew they're full, but if there's even the slightest chance that the woman could sit anywhere else, it was worth checking. Unfortunately, no. He glanced at his daughter who was curiously gazing at the woman then turned back to glance at the woman.

It was really a shame he talked with barbara about selfishness, yesterday. If he skipped that conversation he could say no now, but since he insisted on it he couldn't find a way to say no without being a hypocrite, and this little brat who was sitting next to him wouldn't pass the chance to remind him of that. Several times. Especially since he thwart her attempt to catch that kneezle cat outside the parlour.

"Yes. No, not at all, you can sit here." His eyes were telling a completely different story, as well as the sound of his voice but his words were completely polite. He hoped that the newcomer would change her mind but that won't be because of him, at least his daughter won't think that way. Without glancing up again he continued to eat.

This man is irritated her. He desperately looking for a table, as if she would came to him if she did not have to. She thought to throw ice creams and go, but for some reason she didn't want to cause that kind of pleasure to him. He obviously wanted to impress a girl and teach her manners. He's not good at it, he also needs a couple of lessons.

Next to him sat visibly interested girl. Well, if she learns from him about the behavior, poor child. She returned the look on her gentleman. "Thank you, it's really nice of you," laughed sourly. She took a chair and sat down, and turned their backs as much as possible and to act randomly. She asked him to sit down because there is not a table, not invited him to dinner. She rolled her eyes.

She gave Lucas ice cream, hoping he won't make too big a mess. Coincidentally she noticed that she and the girl eat the same ice cream. Maybe the child is not bad. She was thinking to start a conversation with a girl who stared at her with no shame. However, it could interfere with girls very respectable father, so she decided to keep quiet. She's eating ice cream in silence and every 10 seconds is checked tables in hopes that one of them is free, but this unfortunately isn't the case.

Don't sit here. Don't sit here. Don't sit here. Aagh. Too late. He wasn't surprised, though, if he hadn't develop some ability to manipulate with other person's thoughts without knowing or without using his wand, he couldn't do anything to stop her. And Merlin he did want to stop her. „You're welcome.“ Sebastien replied and glanced at her for a second before going back to his bowl of ice cream, if she wanted to find someone to chit chat with, she found the wrong man. In fact, she couldn't find more wrong man. Ignoring her, ignoring both of them, might help. Bastien only hoped that that child of hers won't start crying.

"Barbara, it's rude to stare at people." He said in firm tone looking at his daughter. He was only partly annoyed with his daughter's behaviour, he didn't want to start a conversation with the woman, and with Barbara staring at her that would undoubtedly happen. "I'm sorry, miss." Sebastien added turning to a woman, but his tone wasn't exactly apologetic, he sounded resignedly, like he apologized only because it needed to be done, which was the exact thing he did, in fact.

If Alessia could force her son to eat ice cream with the speed of light, she would certainly do that, but she couldn't.
This man, Mr. 'I hate you even though I don't know you' is the epitome of bad behavior.
In fact, if someone wanted to write a book about how not to act in company, this man would certainly serve as a good inspiration.
Lucas as if deliberately ate ice cream slowly, really slowly. Hell, if needs she'll put it in his mouth just cause she want soon as possible leave from here, precisely because of this.

Alessia is a little flinch when Mr. irritating spoke.
She looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"It's all right dear," smiled at the girl, and after a few moments sent icy look to girl's father.
"Actually, excuses is not your strong suit. Sometimes, should make an effort to at least sound like you mean it," smiled coldly, then looked back at his son, who was still eating ice cream.