"Yeah, mine pinches the bridge of his nose a lot. I've never been able to convince him it's oregano." David flashed Izak a grin and stood up, picking up his basketball and tucking it under his arm.

"I could eat. There's a pizza place a couple blocks away that's not completely horrible. Don't you guys have a car or something?" He asked, brushing his hair out of his face. "I'm surprised you're taking the 73 back uptown."