Manny was a mini version of his dad, even though they were not related by blood. Most were surprised to learn this fact. His eyes were dark brown compared to Angels honey brown eyes with thick dark lashes, but the boys hair was a child's version of curls, a bouncing mop on his head.<br/><br/>"Dad, dad!  Guess what?" Manny stopped at the window, but knew better than to tap on the glass. Angel motion for him to get in.<br/><br/>The boy struggled with the door talking a mile a minute, well into a story about his grade on a science project but stopped short when he finally noticed someone in the car.<br/><br/>"Um... dad?"<br/><br/>"This is Ein, Manny. He's going to be staying with us."  Angel didn't offer any other explanation and waited for his son to greet Ein before moving on<br/><br/>"......... Hi." The ten year old stared at Ein, taking him in head to toe or how ever far he could see from his seat. Angel saw the questions burning in his eyes.<br/><br/>"So. Do you like, get water in your ears when you shower? Is it hard to get out?  They go down right? Kinda back and-"<br/><br/>Angel facepalmed as his son began. "Manny. Everyone has their methods and issues. Must we discus his hygiene routine so openly?"<br/><br/>"Right. Sorry dad. Sorry Ein. Holy... pizza! Yes!"