Virgil was sitting at the table, holding a glass of soy milk. He was scrolling through tumblr absentmindedly, with his earbuds in. He heard the sound of a voice, so he pulled out an earbud.

"Hm?"

He looked up to see Patton at the counter, looking at Virgil over his shoulder as he started the coffee machine for Logan.

"Whatch'a drinking there, Virge?" Patton asked.

Virgil glanced down at his glass. "Soy milk."

Then, without missing a beat, Patton said: "Hola, Milk. Soy padre!"

Virgil blinked, before allowing a small, yet genuine smile find its way into his face. "Good one, Pat."