C12 Mister sweet.

"Mommy, can I ask you for a favor?" she inquired as we walked along the beach.

"Of course, honey," I replied.

"Are you mad at Mister Sweet?" she asked.

"Mister Sweet? Who's that?" I questioned.

"The man who helped me find you yesterday," she clarified.

"No, honey, I'm not mad at him or you," I assured her.

"Can I say goodbye to him before we leave?" she requested