They're both so chatty! It's fun. Remy sticks the re-heated food on plates (two - he already ate but who knows what Laura's been up to this evening, and it's better if Kiden doesn't eat alone and end up feeling weird), and deposits that, silverware, napkins, and four-out-of-six cans of ... something, it's a non-earth fruit flavor, soda still attached to plastic rings on the table.

There.

Remy nabs one can of soda for himself and sits down, treating the scavenged fruit as normal (...for now, look, she can't go on doing that). "You're from New York?"