redwood nodded at Damien as Damien acknowledged his acquaintanceship with Robin. "That's cool..."

"So, what's your name? And how long have you been training?" asked Damien.

Training? redwood almost jumped at the thought. He hadn't had any training. "My name's redwood lane, without capital letters. Long story. I'm planning to call myself Mark Essex once my fashion business takes flight." He was afraid of breaking the news to him, but he took a deep breath and spit it out, "I don't have any training. I was hoping I could do that here." He took another sigh to get his mind off of it. "So, what's your name?"

Whether or not Damien answered, a boy in a robo-cop suit appeared and, quite rudely, interrupted the conversation with a mouthful of noodles. redwood just smiled and politely answered, "I'm not sure. I never che..." Before he could even finish his sentence, this robo-cop kid interrupts him. redwood sighed. "I noticed the resemblance too."