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Adrian Grayson's eyes lit up. He held up his writing board to Xavier Grayson. "Anything at all?"

Xavier Grayson could roughly guess what the boy was thinking. He tapped his fingers on the table, then said after a moment, "As long as it's something I can do, I'll agree."

Adrian Grayson's request was simple: "I want to eat Chloe's wonton soup."

Xavier Grayson raised an eyebrow