Nice daddy

Brian was leaving for golf, and Campbell was following him.
Campbell: where are you going?
Brian: I'm going to play golf.
Campbell: I'm going to play too.
Brian: Do you wanna play golf? When I get home, we can talk about it.
Campbell: Ok.
(And I heard the door is closed, and Campbell was coming up and murmuring by herself)
Campbell: ... Daddy is nice.