I got out of my car today at a convenience store at the same time as the guy next to me. It was an older Mexican gentleman with two young girls in matching t-shirts. The girls' hair was wet, and I could smell soap as I walked behind them. I fugured it was the man's daughters. As I was following them across the parking lot towards the store, he stopped, they stopped, and he started berating them and said he was going to call the police if they did that again. It was then that I noticed both girls were White. They looked confused by the man suddenly scolding them, then they walked over and got in another car that was parked right in front. What did I just witness, and why do I feel like I should have done something? This was a few hours ago, and it's still bugging me.