"Get used to it, kid," Noah said laughing far too hard for his own good, "cause I doubt my retirement fund has enough in it to provide home-care!" Yep, that was a new threat he could take and run with right there. "Well damn," he told Stiles, "I guess I'll just have to return whatever you got me and exchange it. Or steal Cisco's," he said with a smirk. Alright, pizza it was. "What are we ordering," Noah asked tossing Stiles the menu, "the usual?"
Yeah, Noah wasn't kidding anyone right now, least of all his son, which just went to show how smart he could be when he tried. "Fine, but it doesn't change the fact that I raised a snot," he said with a nod. Anything that helped Cisco settle in was a good thing, as far as Noah was concerned and if that involved pranks, so much the better. "So, Scott's gonna get pranked too. Good to know," he said with a grin, "it'll take the heat off me!"