The Polynesian man

Quietly following him, the Polynesian man finally arrived at a car. Unlocking it, he began fastening his son into his carseat in the back. You waited until he was done before making your move. He closed the door and was making his way to the drivers side door when you finally approached him. He did not seem pleased to see you.

"What the fuck? Are you stalking me?" he asked.

"No. Are you heading home?" you ask, quickly shrugging off his question.

"What's it to you?"