The guy grins. "Now you're talking." He manages to produce a second fork from hi pocket and offers you some. "Dont knwo why half the street hates the mangos. Best food on earth in my opinion. Names Andre, by the way. Everyone calls me Innocencio though. They find my middle name a great joke."

"I just told you. Innocencio. Literally. Apparantly someone had to get that name to keep with tradition or whatever and I got stuck with it. So lucky me. Just use Inno if it's too much of a mouthful. " Inno pops another mango in his mouth.


You find that you cna only fit half a mango.

The crazy-haired kid shrugs. "You can if you want. Most people just use Inno at the point though, just saying. THough I much prefer Andre."

He glances over the fence, past you, and to the yard of the house with all the blonds. "Wow, almost all the Cresthearse lot is outside today. Wonder what they did to tick their aunt off so much."

"Hey, theres like 9 of hem in that house. Pull a mass prank or mess with whatever shes cooking and Mrs. Cresthearse kicks eveyone out for the day." Andre shrugs. "Honostly? I'm surprised they havent blown up the house with something.....then again neither have the lot across the street so I suppose that's fair enough. Oh, by the way, if you see an kinda old guy walking around in a suit with a Monopoky sule mustache, that's Senator Marker." He adds. "Nice guy. Doesnt take nonsense, though. Heads up a lot of stuff in town now hes retired from politics."

"No problem, drop by anytime. i'm pretty much stuck here till the folks get back and there's only so much Ninja Turtles, Candyland and hyperactive dogs i can take before I go mad." Andre says, goign back to eating his mangos and keeping an eye on the girl, dog, and now another little boy that joined the duo.

Where would you like to go next? It's around 3 in the afternoon and you're not expected back until 5.