Billy chuckled occationally listened to Kamoru's storys from their childhood. She certainly seemed to need to get it off her chest, or she just wanted to share.

"Kam? Is that what you call him?"

He shook his head. Bemused at the nickname.

"Thats the great thing about expectations that are not your own. They mean nothing unless you want them to. "

He looked up... as if into the distance...

"My grandfather...He was a Djinn...said that I was some sort of Heir to his bloodline... and that he owed a child to a Solar... heh... saying it outloud... makes its sound... so over the top... but Outsiders... they deal in things that mortals dont even conceive... I have to remind myself whats important sometimes... But I did come out to fullfill my Grandfathers Expectations I suppose."

He looks up to see a wrapped paper bag with a large circle inside, and two side containers... and it looked like a rather large mason jar of.... Hot stew with a Wooden Bowl and a Pair of Spoons. Billy waves as the waiter brings the laundrylist of items over.

"I Think Niyolaku has been waiting long enough"