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"They should," he agreed, marking the idea in his mind. So far the two toddlers he'd met were... A little more than strange emotionally, but maybe since this one was kind of strange physically he'd be a little more normal. If that even made any sense. "So what about yourself, have any plans for when he can be home alone for more than a few hours? Maybe I could convince you to go out with me sometime, dessert doesn't seem to have been a disaster."

"Eh, yeah." Ok, so she hadn't quite gotten his message. Oh well, there'd be plenty of chances later on. He was almost done with his pie, but there was still most of the coffee left, so they didn't have to leave in a hurry, "Maybe once everyone gets to know each other a little better we could do day trips. You know, get everyone out of the complex for a while. Maybe I'll see what the closest beach from here is, don't really remember, but I know it's past my hometown."

Alright, so maybe he was getting ahead of himself. But concentrating on the good things that could come in the future was better than focusing on the bad ones he'd eventually have to deal with. "It'd be fun. We could all drive for a day or so, any longer would be horrible with a bunch of kids, and maybe stay at my parents' house for the night, then make the rest of the trip," he mused, a bit surprised that a girl had eaten something faster than him. Of course, apple pie was best savored, so he was taking his time.

Stephan laughed a bit at the question, for some reason finding it funnier because he knew that the house could hold them and a lot more. "Thanks to my mom's hobby, it should be no problem. Since she's retired from being a designer she's started having extra rooms added onto the house just so she can decorate them. Last summer we fit the whole frat house in with no one sleeping on the floor," he explained, finishing up the last bit of his pie, "And since the kids will be old enough by then, maybe we could let them loose in the mall to find their own stuff, bet they'd appreciate that."

Stephan shrugged, "Expensive tastes or no, kids have to learn to handle money eventually. I never really liked the idea of carrying cash, so I guess I'll end up giving my kid a card. With a limit, of course, probably max it at a few thousand an instance." Malls were good experiences for kids, usually at least. All sorts of odd people trolled around them, it'd be a good way to learn about the word. Or at least the world of mall rats. "I'd be more worried that they'd do something stupid like trying to catch a bus and go by themselves.

"You're right on that one," he laughed, "Not exactly the kind of kids you see on the milk carton everyday." Alright, so that comment was a little old, but it was true. "Wonder how long the trip would really take," he mused, pouring himself another cup of coffee, "I mean, logically it should only take two days or so, but kids usually want to take a lot more stops, run around and all that."

Taking a sip, it was still surprisingly warm, he nodded. "I'm sure I'll be kissing the ground at least." Setting the mug down, he thought something over, "Maybe my next car should be a convertible, what do you think? One'd be good for trips like that. Roomy, airy, smooth handling." Nothing in his mind was telling him she wouldn't be interested in cars, so he just kept on his thought. At the very least she could help him choose a color.

"True enough, I'd probably get a soft top with a curved windshield, like a 50s Porsche Speedster. It'd be fun to restore too," he said, drifting a bit off topic, "And I bet the kids would like the way it looked." Not entirely practical for day to day, but it would be fun once in a while. He'd probably end up getting some kind of soccer-mom minivan for day to day errands, with how many kids it seemed there was going to be around.