"Ah... Tapas... It's... Spanish finger food. Really nice, I think yeh'll like it. A Golden cage? I was always allowed... no, more like made tae go out. Me mother hated me fae ruining her figure, me father hated me fae ruining his creative flow, me aunt Lil only took me in fae the hundred keys my father sends her a year. She just tells me tae fuck off. Although... I've known people going tae this school who've lived with their parents their entire lives and still dunnae know 'em... I've had the pleasure of never knowing mine. Ah Here's the food." Said Xander with a grin. "Muchas gracias, Rico. Puso sobre la cuenta, por favor. Junto con su cincuenta por ciento punta, por supuesto." He smiled and dug in, taking a sip from his beer. "So how're ye findin' the school so far?"