Brad, Lane and Open - Stools
Brad wasn't nearly as strong as Lane was, then again Brad was still only a baby by etheric standards and had a lot more growing to do, he'd figure it out in due time. As long as he could hold himself on the rings or on a pole that's all he was worried about.
"I'm always in the mood for something, but food wise..." He looked at the menu, "a full American breakfast."