The two men laugh at Dinjo's yelp. "Yes, what would you like to eat. My dad can cook anything, he use to be a chef for a five star resteraunt." Matthew heard the last thing Dinjo had said but kept quiet he figured he would ask him about it later.<br/><br/>Matthew's father stain the large recliner next to the fire place. " So how did you two become friends?"<br/><br/>Matthew looked at Dinjo unsure of what kind of answer to give. "School... He is in my history class."