[kavinsky smiles at her. or at the cars. or at the way she looks at the cars. it's neither fuzzy and warm nor actually insincere. cats and sharks tend to smile, too, and not always with a great and heartfelt investment in the wellbeing of their quarry.

he'd probably figured he'd get into trouble, if she hadn't been there to let him in.]

Here I thought you were gonna let me sit the kids. [he nods at the cars as he follows her, his hands in his pockets.] Too bad. Would've made sure they got some sun and air. You know?