The Sudoku puzzle at the back of the paper had caught his attention. It wasn't long before the boxes were a mess of pencil marks. He glanced up from the paper at movement off to the side of his vision. "The credit goes to one of the kids," he said, grinning. "And the advice that you can't go wrong with pizza."
Since Cal didn't seem to have a problem, it must've cooled enough to eat. Rising from his seat, he headed over to grab a piece. He'd dropped the pizza on the plate when he realized the introductions were half made. "I'm Eliot."