"Huh?" Isaac says, turning toward Hayley. Realizing she must be asking him about his red cheeks, he rubs the back of his head with a nervous chuckle and says, "Oh, it's, uh...it's nothing, really. I'm fine." Looking ahead, he sees the park just down the street, surrounded by food trucks of various types. Pointing ahead, grateful for the distraction, he says, "Hey, looks like we're already here! What are you hungry for? Personally, I could go for a taco or two."