It hadn't taken long for Ezra to find his way to Adrian's house, though finding it was a different story; he was never really great at directions. Despite that, he had arrived just in time to see the man's still wet hair. "It's my pleasure, Sir," Ezra said, his cheeks turning the slightest shade of pink, "Thank you, but, I'm fine..." He crouched down a little, tilted his head, and smiled brightly, "Hey, Danielle. I'm Ezra. Is it alright with you if we hang out while your dad is gone?" He asked cheerfully, hoping, yet not expecting the girl would give him a warm welcome. He had had his share of shy children in the past, some of them would often give him trouble because they didn't trust him. Yet he never let it get under his skin; even when one of the children had decided to pee in one of his shoes and poop in his other one.<br/><br/>His chocolatey eyes glanced at the father, though his eyes quickly downcast back to Danielle. The man was handsome, he'd admit. Though he knew in the back of his mind that the man was straight as well as his customer. Ezra had made it a point to never date his customers, single or not. He could also tell that Adrian was straight, due to the fact that Danielle had his eyes and hair; both so brown they almost looked black. They both shimmered with kindness, almost as if they were mirroring his own kindness. The house, he noticed, was very large for two people, telling Ezra that there were more people here than there was now. He had to take a mental note, when he and Adrian were alone, to give him his condolences. Ezra had his own share of sorrow in his life, but not the loss of a partner and child. Or, he assumed, at least a partner. He wasn't entirely sure about the second child, so he wouldn't bring that up; he wasn't even sure if he should bring up the deceased partner.