Itzal only smiled back to the beautiful waitress. It was apologetic, he knew what she had to deal with in the diner. Small time gigs were always the same. You had to deal with the good and the bad, so he hoped to be some of the good.
"Right! Reed was on the road with me when he was seven, and he always had something to do." Not just kiddy stuff either, the boy had always wanted to help. "Right, eh?" He grinned to his young comrade. "Learned how to tune guitars, run the lights, and hook up an amp before he hit double digits."
Having been enthralled with the group he didn't notice the young one until the block hit his head. Blinking a bit he rubbed the spot - it hadn't hurt, but it certainly had his attention. "What? ...Hm. I don't think you're supposed to be there, are you?" His eyes immediately found the little boy as he got up, retrieving the block and picking up the toddler.
"How about you come sit with me little guy?" He chuckled happily, patting his back and sitting back down with him in his lap, producing a pair of drumsticks for the kid to play with. He wasn't about to let him sit on the floor like that - not with everyone milling about, just getting in or headed out.