Abbadon shrugged at the comment and sprinkled some salt on it as Kane had suggested. He slaps the man's back as he chokes on his water, giving him a concerned look. "If you are certain." He says. However he doesn't like the way that demon is looking at his demon. Something about it gets his hackles up, his protective insticnts. No matter what, he does not trust that demon and will keep an eye on him around Kane. He marks the mam's scent and appearance in his mind and writes down a nickname for him in his notebook. 'Slutty imp'.<br/><br/>"I would love to meet your Grandfather." Abbaddon says with a smile as he tucks his notebook away. He scan the crowd visually and spots the twins, motioning them over. The two start to make their excuses and head their way.<br/><br/>"Yes I did get a house and it is all ready if you want to stay there. We could go to the hotel too. I don't care so long as we are together." Abbaddon says honestly. He was one who could sleep just about anywhere as well. He was a bit eager to show Kane the house but they have all the time in the world really. Angels didn't get old and demons lived a long ass time.