Aves was also glad she'd come. He had a sort of easiness about him, and it set her at ease as well. She listened as he talked about the guitar and the strange way he talked about his family. It was clear that they were used to living across shattered timelines. When the pizza came, she actually clapped in excitement. It smelled amazing before he even revealed the meat lover's pizza and all the sides. As soon as he had his slice, she took one of her own and bit off a bit more than she'd bargained for, having to cover her mouth while she fought with the large bite. It was a bad impression, but at least she'd managed to keep the mess contained, and didn't technically need the napkin she used to wipe her lips anyway. "Wow this is good," she said, before returning to their topic of discussion. "So, the mom that's here with you now isn't the one you grew up with, but is one of the two moms you had in Storybrooke." She shook her head. "How do you even keep it all straight?"