"Alright, Haley. Don't make things difficult for Uncle Dustin. Look, his forehead is already dripping with sweat." Natasha couldn't help but laugh, trying to save Dustin from embarrassment.

Only he would get bullied by a child so badly.

"Uncle Dustin, you're sweating? Let me wipe your forehead." Haley took out a couple of tissues and began to dab at Dustin's forehead.

"Haley, it's getting dark. You should head back with Mom," Nelson interjected.

"But I still want to talk to Uncle Dustin."