Julian gently tapped Cassie on her shoulder, "Hey, I think we should go back, there's enough eyes on us already as it is." He gently whispered to her.
Brooke folded her arms, "There's a seat next to my bag, and it's in front, I'm guessing that's yours." She said to Julian. "You don't need to go to the back-" she was saying, but he cut her off.
"I would rather sit next to my daughter, than some fancy bag." He said, then nudged Cassie to follow him.
Cassie did not want to budge, she felt that if she left, she would be admitting defeat to Brooke. However she had no choice, people around them had started to whip out their phones.
With a sigh, she went with Julian, fuming inside, until they were redirected to seat at the back, next to the staff members.
"Are you okay?" Julian asked her, but she ignored him, pouring her attention on the big screen, wanting to see what an amateur like Brooke could've possibly pulled off.
