Alisha glanced between them, her lips parted.
"I'm Rico," Rico chimed in.
Silence reigned for the longest time, and the only thing that drew their reaction was the smell of burnt waffles.
Dante immediately rushed to get it off. He hissed as he threw it in the trash can.
Rico ignored him with a grin as he stretched his hands towards Ryan. "I'm Rico," he repeated.
Ryan shook his hands with a smile on his face. "I heard you for the first time. I'm Ryan."
Ryan held his hand for a second too long, which earned him a questionable look from Rico.
"Pardon me. You have soft hands," he complimented, letting him go.
"Thank you," said Rico.
Alisha was still too stunned by what was happening to say a word.
"Alisha, here's your breakfast," said Dante, taking her plate to the dining area with a glass of milk.
Ryan cocked an eyebrow at the milk.
