Artiem looked them over once more and chuckled slightly. "I met your mother eighteen years ago it was in a cafe I believe actually she was the waitress. She was serving food to everyone, and I waited outside after eating until she was off work where I persisted ongetting to know her better. Her favorite color was red...much like your own hair."Atrium smiled gently as he did, sighing as he tried to remember their birthdays.<br/><br/>"Your birthdays are different months...I know that. I believe yours,"Artiem pointed to Lilly."Is in march, while yours is in August. Twenty first for Lilly and thirteenth for Lynn."Artiem said with a smile his hands then resumed to be stuffed into his suit pockets.