"Don't care if you don't believe me," Gabriel said with a shrug, and watched with an amused smile as Sammy picked up the ice cream wrapper. Obviously the boy had a certain sense of responsibility. He'd remember that in future, even if he didn't really mean to.
He hesitated, remaining where he was for a moment while Sammy went to find a trash can, then grabbed his school bag from the table and followed. There were no other people around that he could see, so Sammy was still the most interesting thing here, and he sure didn't want to go home yet. He shouldered his bag and let his gaze drift along the walls thoughtfully.
"Maybe." He was a little dubious; if this was a museum, it was no Met or MoMA. "But where are all the paintings and Ancient Egyptian things? It's a little..." He frowned for a moment. "...homely to be a museum."