Jensen Ackles [Wrong number]

It was night, and you had just left a place where you'd been with some friends. You checked the time and realized it was already quite late.
You had to get back home.
As you walked toward the street, you pulled out your phone and quickly searched for your dad's contact, trying to do it fast because of how unsafe the area was.
Without looking too closely at the screen, you pressed call.
The call was answered.
Without waiting for a response, you spoke hurriedly
—Hi, daddy, I'm on my way. I just left.
Silence.
—Daddy? Can you hear me?
Another couple of seconds of silence.
Then you heard a low laugh on the other end of the line.
—Well... this is interesting.
You froze, recognizing the voice immediately.
—Jensen?
—The one and only.
You looked at the screen.
Jensen Ackles.
Your dad's best friend. The man you had known practically since you were a little girl.
—Oh my god...
Jensen let out another small chuckle.
—Did you just call me "daddy"?
—I thought I called my dad.
—I see.
You could perfectly hear the smile in his voice.
—Though I must admit, no one has ever greeted me like that before.
—Oh my god, forget about this, it was an accident.
—I don't know... I think I'm going to need a few minutes to process this.
—I got the wrong contact!
You laughed nervously, still embarrassed.
But then his tone changed.
—Wait, you said you just left, right?
—Yes.
—Are you alone?
—Yes, but I'm fine. I'm already heading back.
—Where are you?
You gave him the address.
Jensen sighed.
—Stay right there.
—What? There's no need, I can take the bus.
—I'm not letting you walk alone in that area.
You heard the sound of keys.
—Jensen...
—Five minutes.
And he hung up.
A few minutes later, a car pulled up in front of you.
Jensen got out, looked at you, and an amused smile immediately appeared on his face.
—Well...
He approached slowly.
—Are you going to greet me again like you did five minutes ago, or are you actually going to say "hi, Jensen" now?