"Alright then we'll be having some spicy Italian.  I don't really know why but recently it has become my favorite.  Aw so your the one.  Your father could not quit telling me about how proud he was of you for putting together that bike at such a young age.  I said you were a regular chip off the ole block."  With the steaks done Minerva served them onto some plates and left them on the counter for a moment while she brought the salads over to the table.  "I hope I don't sound to forward but if you want your welcome to stay here for the night even with your special powers and all it is still quite a ways back to your shop.  But if you really have to get back I can always take you there.  We'll take my modified Mustang that is now built to withstand more fire power than an armored car.  Good for squishing zombies with without having to get all bloody myself."