News traveled fast, it seemed, though with an accident as severe as the one CHarlie had been through, it wasn't terribly surprising that it had been all over the papers, maybe even the nightly news. Sarah had honestly expected there to be some kind of press involved, but was glad there wasn't. Charlie had already had enough excitement, he didn't need the vultures of the media misrepresenting him and his condition. Still, she wasn't quite sold on the man and his daughter, though the fact that he knew Charlie's name was at least a potential hint that he was telling the truth. Sarah was wary, on guard, but listening more closely than she was prior. 

Emily, upon seeing the offered bear from Charlie, accepted it, holding it in both of her hands and placing it in a small hug against her chest. Sarah, who had watched the display after Charlie's words, sighed. She hadn't fully trusted the two, but Charlie only let people he liked hold his bear. So it was for his sake that she responded to the man. 

"Alright, fine. A ride home, and you're paying for the lunch.But I'm only agreeing to this because Charlie seems to know you, seems to think your daughter is trustworthy. And don't start asking weird personal questions, alright? You're doing us a favor, let's leave it at that." 

Emily, oblivious to the negative tone directed at her father, simply smiled towards Charlie and held the bear back to him.