"Yeah, you gotta find some place like me," he quips, reaching for some of the napkins to shove them in his pockets, because it never hurts to have extra toilet paper. "They love hiring a kid who can work on cars, because I don't ask for as much money."

He shifts to gesture for Caleb to sit on the same side as him. "Here, over here, I don't wanna read upside down," he insists, staring up at Caleb from where he's sprawled in the booth. "You pick. Math or science first."