Nomnomnom, food, mouth, food, mouth, all was well, he even made vague sounds of 'I'm listening' until she drove home with that very....very interesting point. And then Badou choked /just/ a tad, spraying crumbs everywhere. Color him impressed. Maybe he hadn't pegged that housewife of jersey wherever right. "Really now? So I'm guessin' this ain't one of those I shot the sheriff or any other musical kinda things...c'mon now, you gonna gimmie that but not a better hint?" His urge to askaskaskquestion get information instincts were screaming. The nose knows a good story. Or good vs. evil story. It's also safe to say Badou isn't exactly worried about his safety upon hearing that.

So shrugging to himself and hefting his plate with him, he dragged over a seat and plopped down across from Mary, a light grin sliding across his lips. "Naw, I meant I got bosom buddies fer a lifetime an long life lessons to help me on my quest." Cue a snort. "It beats strugglin' to survive day in day out an some of these plots ain't too bad but." His grin wavers. "I'm standin' still whether I'm here or there, so the change of scenery is just that. Interestin' people, though, that's fun."