Peter nodded to the kids, "That would be great, thanks kids," He said before looking to Robert and Janet with a smile, crouching down to help with the mess, apologizing once more. Hannah, his wife, joined them with Matt once more a short while later as James and Sasha headed for the food table.

He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck, "Erm... Yeah, I guess I'm not too athletic," He admitted, embarrassed. He caught her glance to the cake and he could see why; it looked absolutely delicious and he had to wonder why it was untouched. He shook his head, "Football, basketball, rugby... My brother is really good at all f them, but I guess I'm just not cut out for it. My mom says I'm a lot like her, but I don't really know what she means," The boy explained with a shrug as they started loading plates. He really wasn't too hungry, but he really enjoyed the chicken and dumblings that somebody had brought with rolls, so he had a rather scarce plate. He had never really spoken to Sasha, but it was good to see she was friendly and at conversational, though he wasn't sure how to answer the question of what he played. A better question would be what [i]didn't[/i] he play? He almost said so too, but thought better of it before he made himself appear entirely pathetic.

"Yeah, not football... I play a lot of games, really..." As she joked, he blushed and shrugged, "If you wanted to, you could come over and play some time. I mean, me and my mates do it all the time," The boy suggested without thinking.

From behind, Matt had decided to join them and was already on it, "Ooh, little Jimmy's going to have his girlfriend over," He teased playfully.

"Shut up, Matt; I barely even know her," James retorted with irritation, sitting on the blanket with the girl as she made her offer. He had moved for his own small plate, but at her suggestion, he looked up and nodded, "I'd love some," He accepted.

Naturally, his mother, Hannah, had heard Matt's teasing and spoke up, "I think it's a fantastic idea to have James and Sasha get together," She said. Peter nodded in agreement and Matt, naturally, made a sarcastic, teasing remark under his breath, which only elicited a light, warning smack to the back of the head from his father.

James finally dug back into his piping hot dumblings, a look of clear satisfaction on his face. The soft breeze swept over them and carried with it the smell of flowers and the delicious food brought by the community. He looked to Sasha, "So, I saw you reading... what do you like to read?"