Rodrigo nodded and sat down. "Nice to meet you in person Kathleen. I'm Rodrigo DiMatteo by the way. I'm a huge fan of your mother's but I also think you're really cool for standing up to folks who badmouth her. Not a lot of Americans care about their parents. It's good to see you love them so much." He capped his soda after taking another sip then set it on the grass beside him. Understandably she was a bit guarded. He wasn't as famous as the other young folks there but sympathized with their position. Having the media hounds in your face all the time couldn't feel very nice. "Yeah I came to look good for my parents and their snob of a girlfriend. My dad's an artist. He just had a gallery show at the LA County Museum of Art not too long ago. I just do websites and act like a goofball most days." He replied with a shrug. "Sky is beautful isn't it?" He asked looking up into the vastness, "Sometimes I wish I could fly, don't you?"