Sitting by himself on the bus, Xin took the time to give his parents a call. Dialling the numbr and connecting took only a few seconds, and once contact was established, Xin began speaking rapidly in Cantonese. The foreign speech, set in stark contrast to the other students on the bus and his own appearance - with western casual clothing and blue-dyed fur, made the scene slightly comical to anyone who bothered to listen. Mid-conversation, he flicks over to English.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Hi, uncle. You're coming back tonight, right? ... Seriously? Alright then, do you mind if I... No? Sweet, thanks, uncle. Yeah, I'll see you in a few days. Say hi to Jack from me, huh?"</span>Xin then turned to the rest of the crowd on the bus.<span style="color: #0080FF">"If anyone here feel like it, my uncle's out of town for the next few days and cleared the apartment for a little get-together, to kickstart the new year. I'll be making a classic chinese feast, you know - chop suey, sezhuan, et cetera - if anyone have the time and desire to sit down and just hang out. Any takers?"</span>Xin didn't really expect a huge turnout, but his cooking was rather well-known (and he always got an A in the subject as well), so he supposed one or two may be interested.