Kristof had also just finished work; he was grateful to be getting out at something resembling an actual human hour. With Piper not far from having the baby, he wanted to be home as much as possible. Partly for her and partly for Wyatt. He hadn't been as much of a family man with his first wife -- largely because things with Belinda had been incredibly complicated -- and that was all different now.
He was heading out when he saw the young man heading down the street. He vaguely knew who he was, since Piper had been working with him on cooking lessons, but damned if he remembered the guy's name. Oh, that was terrible.
"This is probably the worst way ever to say hello," he said with an easy, sheepish smile. "But I so don't remember your name -- you know my wife, though. Piper."