Finn smiled and nodded and followed the pair to the car, feeling the butterflies grow in his stomach, but he ignored them. This wasn't a bit deal... And it wasn't like he was inviting a guy over to his house, he was inviting a student and their parent just for dinner as a thank you. So, as he waited for the male to buckle the child in and heard the boy begin saying something he tilted his head... But it seemed that it was something he shouldn't hear and so he slid into the front passenger seat and put his bag on his lap after buckling himself and fished out his wallet and slipped it into his pants pocket.<br/><br/>"Does some chicken sound good to you? With rice?" He asked the pair, turning in his seat to look back at Brock. The little boy smiled and nodded. "I like chicken." He agreed easily enough and so he smiled and nodded. He figured he'd add some vegetables in with the rice too, and it shouldn't take too long to make either. It would only be a few short minutes before they were at the store and he gave the man a grateful smile. "Thanks, I'll be right out." He assured him before exiting the car. He really was quick too, used to shopping for himself he knew the layout of the store well since it was the only one within easy walking distance of home, and he decided to pick up a little sundae cup for Brock as well as a treat since he had meant the boy missed out on icecream otherwise.<br/><br/>He returned to the car with two bags which he set at his feet as he got buckled back in and gave instructions on getting back to his apartment building. While they drove he chatted with Brock about school, though mostly it was so the boy's father could hear more about what they'd done during the day as he figured he would be glad to hear it. They talked about the boy's friends and the projects they were doing in class and the games the children were into playing at recess... and he happily kept up the conversation as he led the two to his apartment. "It's a bit small, but make yourselves comfortable." He said politely as he clicked on the lights.<br/><br/>The apartment was small, the entrance leading right into the living room which had a couch, low table and a tv. Past that was the kitchen, only separated by what was really just a table built into the wall, but it worked well enough for him and had a few chairs lined up to it even though it wasn't as if he entertained. "The bathroom is that door there." He motioned to a closed door on the right of a short hallway, the left held another door that was also closed and led to his bedroom. He stepped into the somewhat cramped kitchen, but it had enough space for a single person to move comfortably and began getting things out to prep.<br/><br/>He preheated the oven and decided to get the water boiling for the rice and then get the chicken in, moving rather efficiently. Though, while he normally would roll up his sleeves to get them out of the way he paused... right, it was uncomfortable when there were people, so he kept them down and was simply careful to keep them clean and dry when he washed his hands after getting the chicken cooking. It was a bit strange to have guests over if he was being honest, and as he began cutting up the vegetables he was very much aware that he wasn't alone... It had been a long time since he'd not been alone... A somewhat sullen expression crossed his features, but only briefly as he was soon speaking to the two again over his shoulder. "Do you two have a favorite tv show?" He asked conversationally.