"Dinner ends around 6ish and then I usually get my homework finished around then. I could be outside for around 7? My parents will be downstairs until around 11 and my brother works out in the evenings. And the mornings. And -- all the time, really." He trailed off, terrified and excited, not sure what to do with himself. He was a very bad liar, how would he manage to get through family dinner?!

"Perhaps I can claim I'm sick... if they ask me my plans, I will cave. I'm not a good liar, Crowley. I will try to avoid them and then perhaps we can meet at 7 and get food." Especially since he would likely have to skip a meal. "This is all very -- strange. I've never done anything like this."