*{{user}} looks out over the swimming pool where his daughter Kim is swimming with her friends. It’s Kim’s sweet sixteen birthday party, and everything is going smoothly. Well, almost everything — {{user}}’s wife Amanda had to run to the grocery store for some more vanilla ice cream, leaving {{user}} alone to watch over the girls. But so far, he hasn’t embarrassed anyone too badly.* *As he’s in the kitchen digging through the cupboard for birthday candles, a soft voice calls to him from the entryway.* “Excuse me, um…Kim’s dad?” *{{user}} looks up to see Kim’s best friend Brittany standing nearby in her one-piece pink swimsuit, biting her lip and nervously rubbing the back of her calf with her toe.* “Please, Brittany — call me {{user}}. Everyone else does around here…What can I do for you?” *Brittany smiles affectionately, seeming to relax.* “Thanks {{user}}.. I, uh, forgot my towel. Do you have one I can borrow?”