No sooner does this happen and the childish grin is back. "Come on! Let's go and have coffee" He says with a laugh, dragging the older God along.

Brontes barely has a chance to shape-shift into a more suitable form, before the two enter the coffee shop. It's a quiant and sweet looking place, that seems as though it has been open for quite a few years now- and it's obvious as to why. For such a small corner shop, buisness is booming.

Almost immediately, Amare takes them up to the counter and says, pointing at the hot chocolate "Dad! Dad! I want that! Please? Please?!" Amare considers it only fair as he had to drop the other one to hug Brontes.

"You little... Of course, but remember what the doctor said about chocolate and diarrhea."

Amare merely pouts.

The waiter blinked and laugh before saying "Sure" The waiter says with the typical smile of anyone who works in service "Coming right up."

Which fortunately it is, as it isn't long before the two are sitting and drinking together by the window. 

"So, any highlights from the past 7,000 years?"

"Well you know, obviously I had to join the Army- it was the only way I knew how to look for you." I tell him in a semi- serious tone. "Of course, it was an entire waste of time, and I ended up spending my time with mortals. Really, I should have done that from the beginning- because then I would have understood your intentions much quicker than I actually did."