"...I'll take the one at the top of the stairs." He relaxes, "...Better then being in government housing. And it's still in Maurita and I..."

His lips press together, trying to think, "...Let's - have lunch tomorrow. I mean it's already tomorrow but let's...let's get a TV and you can show me those movies. Or I'll tell you stories."

He hesitates, "I like telling stories. But I found this great place that makes really good ...tubes. With meat. And sauces and onions. And cheese. And sometimes beans." He smiles, "I'll get some. Because you deserve the best."