“Yes,” I replied, glancing sideways at Frank, who flared his nostrils and looked around with a scowl on his face.
“Do you have a map?” Katie asked kindly. “We’re looking for a restaurant I heard about earlier, but I don’t know how to get there.”
“Oh… yeah.” I placed my backpack on the ground and pulled out a map, handing it to her.
Katie stared at the map for a minute or so, after pulling out a pair of reading glasses and donning them to look. Finally, she nodded in thanks.
“Thank you, dearie,” she said, and Frank took the map to take a look. Katie pointed to their destination. “See?”
He let out a sound somewhere between a snort and a grunt, and bent over to place the map back in my backpack.
“Have a nice day, dear!” Katie called, waving back to me, as she and her husband walked away across the beach.