not used to the snow--they don't have it in Cuba--and will stay inside as long as he can.

heads to the cafeteria for some coffee.

shrugs. "There ain't any snow in Cuba. It's *cold*."

shudders at the very thought. "That's miserable." He says, stepping up to buy his coffee.

nods, taking a sip of his coffee. "I guess so. But still, man..." he shakes his head.

nods in agreement. "I wish..."

nods. "Course. I have, though, meet the History teacher. Weird kid, tried to get me to go to class. Wasn't hard to loose after having to run

from Ludwig for so long."

nods in agreement. "Pretty much, yeah. As will having him be my freakin' "legal temporary guardian"." he scowls.

continues to scowl and nods. "Si. Got paperwork from my parents and everything."

shrugs. "Dunno. Prolly signed it without looking at it or something."

sighs and nods. "Thanks...hey, you know of any place where I could hide from him?"

blinks. "Really? That would be great!"

gulps down the rest of his drink, standing and throwing away the cup, turning back to face Ivan.

looks around the room, impressed. "Woah, man...this is cool."

nods. "Keep an eye out for Ludwig. He's the one you really have to look out for."