Practically everyone has gone to sleep, but not Anika, she’s still worried about what her father said to her and Alexander.

Poor Alex, he collapsed on the couch in the hallway after so many emotions and stress.

Anika is tired too, but before going to bed she gives a pep talk to herself in the bathroom mirror.

It seems that Allan couldn’t sleep either and upon hearing her voice, he’s come to see what’s going on.
Allan: Hey, Nikkie, why are you still awake? Shouldn’t you be asleep by now?
Anika restrains herself from exploding.
Anika: So, I’m ‘Nikkie’ now, hm, Mr. Vito Corleone?

Allan is no fool and immediately gets it.
Allan: Oh, I see, this is because of what I said back at the party.
Anika: …

Anika: That whole Godfather-style speech, cat and all, it was totally uncalled for, you know?
Allan: Yeah, and I’m sorry, I was just worried about you, sweetie.
Anika: Well, I appreciate it, but I’m fine.

Anika: And just so you know, nothing of what you’re thinking happened. This is probably TMI for you, but – Alex and I just fooled around, and that was it.
Allan: You’re right that’s TMI.
Anika: It is.

Anika: But I but I guess that’s the only way you get out of Alexander’s hair. He and I didn’t, and won’t, do anything stupid… at least until we’re of age, okay?

Okay. Not exactly what Allan wanted to hear, but at least for now his daughter is safe, or so he hopes.

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