Isaac smiles softly and wraps his arm around Hayley's shoulders, pulling her close to kiss the side of her head. "No one blames you," he says, rubbing her upper arm. "With the hand you've been dealt, it's no surprise that you're this way. Besides, I think Irene loved you." Then, he chuckles and adds, "Although, nowhere near as much as I do." After giving her one more kiss, he chews on a piece of bacon for a few moments before saying, "Wonder what they'd have you do? I'd probably be in the kitchen. Maybe they'll put you at the register?"