[ He shrugs. He thinks it might be a drinking game, back home, but it's not like he was invited to many house parties when he was at school. ]

I think we just stop when we want. So... you can't cook? Because if you can't I can teach you some easy stuff, if you want. Have you ever had meatloaf?

[ He rubs his hands over his thighs, thinking of what to say. ]

Okay, my turn. I was in the foster care system for a while. I knew how to drive before I knew how to read. I collect iPods.