Keira: First you ignore me, then I get shoved and belittled just for talking to you. And you know what? I had washed that jacket to return it to you at the park.

Garrett watches Keira as she speaks, but her gaze is locked on the floor, eyebrows furrowed. The jacket lays on the step between them.

Keira, turning back towards Garrett: It never occurred to me that you’d be here.

Keira looks almost apologetic now, but it’s Garrett’s turn to look away.

Garrett: I’ll talk to Chelsea. Maybe I can get her to back off a bit.