Manny beamed at him, pushing his now messy curls from his face.  "Sure, but first, pizza!  Oh and a drink. You thirsty?"  Manny slipped his small hand in Ein's, tugging him along to the kitchen.  "There's blueberry muffins in the bread box. They're made with fresh blueberries. I helped Carla and Chel pick 'em last Saturday. Do you like blueberries?"