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Boston Roll was at best a beach bum, a bit of a lazy person by nature who would rather spend all his time surfing, swimming, and otherwise enjoying the fun that was the ocean. From time to time he poke around his Father's place to visit the man and his little brother, or go to his friend's house to drive the guy nuts as well as borrow his shower, but aside from that he was normally out and about. He did odd jobs from time to time to get a few bucks in his pocket, and he was rather happy with his life.

Currently though he was being assaulted by the one thing that made the life of a vagrant tough, "Hells, rain, rain, rain!" He said as he rushed down the side walk, looking around for a shop that would let him waste a spell of time inside without looking at him like he might rob the place. He pulled on his shoes as he ran and a shirt as well only because most places called for both, and turned to head inside a shop that looked rather interesting from the outside.

Roll looked from side to side as he entered, taking everything in, "Huh, must be one of those trinket shops." He mused to himself, or some sort of Salvation Army type places that sold everything. He shook the water from his mess of blond hair before he started to search around, deciding this was the perfect place to waste some time while he waited for the weather to clear up.

Roll turned to look toward where he heard a voice from, watching as the kid seemed to rise up from a pile of random things that he'd been buried with. He gave him a once over, his eyes settling on the snake he had coming out of his head and starred... though only for a moment. That was odd but at the same time he had a brother who had mushrooms growing all over him so who was he to decide what was and wasn't odd? He gave a bit of a smile, "Heh, yeah. The sky was threatening all day, just starting raining a short time ago." He was glad that he was already in town when it started.

"This is an epic shop you got here." He said as he picked up a random item, looking it over before he put it back. This place must be interesting to work at, made him wonder for a moment though why they were employing such young kids... must be hard up for help.

"I prefer the sun and surf myself, hard to camp on the beach when it sets to pouring down on my head." He said, couldn't say he minded mud or really cared about it one way or the other since there wasn't a whole lot of that at the beach. Damp sand sure but it dried out quick enough under the sun's light.

"Ohhh, heh. I see. Was wondering for a bit there if you were in charge of the place." He said then glanced over at the hissing, angry serpent for a moment, "Dude... your snake seems pretty ticked." He reached a hand out to give it a poke before jerking his hand back, feeling perhaps overly daring and unable to keep from seeing if the thing felt like a reason snake. How cool... though it must be tough having an angry, bitey thing growing out of your head.

"Yep, its where I am found more often then not as its my favorite place." He said in a cheerful manner, glad to find someone that seemed to think that it was as cool as he did if Kay's look was to be believed.

He couldn't help but to laugh when the snake tried to take a bite out of him after he gave it a poke, always the sort to find foolish and dangerous things to be a lot of fun. He watched the way that Kay held the snakes mouth shut and he reached forward to pet it again, marveling at how it felt like a snake... so it was exactly like the animal except it was part of a person, "That is just straight up wicked." He murmured, mostly to himself, finding this kid with the snake to be one of the coolest things he'd seen in some time.

He gave a blink as though just recalling something, "Damn man, am I being ever rude. Were my Dad around I am sure he'd box my ears no matter my age." He said, "My name is Boston Roll Delano, just Roll though is fine as my name is way long." He had totally spaced off introducing himself when Kay had due to getting distracted poking at the feathered snake.

"Doesn't seem he much likes me, so I doubt he'd like hangin out with me at the beach any more then he seems to liking hangin out here with me." He said with a laughing, giving the serpent one last pet before he withdrew his hand. Probably a good thing that the snake couldn't be handed off to someone else as angry as it seemed at being pet on so much while Kay held its snapping jaws closed.

"Never had that done? Lucky." He murmured, "Basically its getting cupped hands smacked against your ears. The smack doesn't hurt but the rush of air stings like crazy bad!" He shook his head just thinking about it then gave a laugh. At least he was far from the one who was likely to do that so he was good.

Roll found himself following along after Kay, looking from side to side at all the strange things that were sitting about the shop before he found himself looking at the collection. There was a lot of strange things that were sitting here to look at. His eyes widened and he tapped against the jar with the eye in it, "Eww... its totally looking at me." He said, laughing in amusement as the tapping caused the eyeball to move in the liquid and almost seemed to be starring at him. Creepy as Hell but awesome at the same time!

He turned to look at the shrunken head and chuckled, "You have a great collection here, Kay. Epic win all around." He compliment the kid and all of the things he'd gathered into his little horde.

Roll gave a blink as Kay explained to him about the items, about how the eye didn't talk to him since it was an eye, not a mouth, and about the mumbling sounds that the shrunken head spoke in. He gave a chuckle, "Sounds like an interesting gathering you have here."

Roll seemed pretty pleased to hear the boy mimicking the phrase he used often in his own speak, finding it to be pretty fun. He watched as the boy set to digging around through the box of items he had on hand to produce one of them, holding it out. He blinked a couple times and then reached out to take it, "Ohh, hey! That is a great color." He said as he held the item up, inspecting it. A dragon scale or a guitar pick? Those were two very different objects but he couldn't say that either was cooling then the other due to the color of this thing alone.

"Thanks a ton, Kay, this thing is made of pure win." He said as he flipped the thing around between his fingers.

Roll gave a chuckle, "No refunds or exchanges, eh? Your quite the little salesman. No worries, I don't give back gifts." He assured the boy, just the idea of wanting to return or exchange the item seemed plain rude to him and hoped that nobody had ever tried to do that to the kid as they would deserve a good pummeling he thought to himself.

Glancing over his shoulder Roll looked out the window then a bright smile appeared on his lip, "Oh, excellent." He looked over at Kay and nodded, "Yeah, I will likely migrate back that way. You should come and visit some time, its a great place to laze about." He invited the kid, hoping that he would come by sometime, "I bet some sun would perk up your snake as well."

The pretty scale slash guitar pick was tucked safely away into the pocket of his shorts, "I'm gonna get rolling though, thanks for letting me take shelter and thanks for the gift, your a great kid, Kay."