Well, I do, [ he informs him with another smile, and goes to get mugs down, setting them both on the table at the nook for them. ] I'm Jewish, though admittedly pretty lapsed, and my twin--who lives here with me--isn't, so we have a mix of foods here. I usually cook kosher, though. [ a brief pause, grinning at the question. ] No, no spell slots. My magic's free to use whenever and however and as often as I want. [ more or less.

he eyes them both, then. robin's in a costume, and tim's wearing clothes that are much too big for him, and in billy's opinion, neither look particularly comfortable. he's either going to have to change or make some new clothes for them to sleep in, and something to wear casually. he's sure robin won't want to remove his mask, anyway, but he should have to run around in his costume the whole time he's here.

he grabs a couple of packages of hot chocolate mix--nothing fancy, but they're kids, so hopefully they won't mind--and the steaming electric kettle, pouring chocolate powder and milk into each of the mugs. he mixes it with a little flick of a finger, setting the kettle aside and settling in his own seat.

george stretches, padding over to shove his face into billy's hand, then dropping down from the table to wind between one boy's ankles, then the other's. ]

Okay. [ billy lifts his mug, blowing steam off the top, glancing between the two boys. ] So.. what do you boys know about this place so far? I know it's a lot to take in.