Chapter song: Rhinestones Eyes - Gorillaz
"What is this?" A boy that looked to be no older than thirteen asked them as he approached their table with his friends.
Julius smiled at the boys and carefully explained the dessert that had caught their eyes. "This right here is a pastry dessert from Persia and Greece though it is also enjoyed in Turkish cuisines as well. It actually originated in the Ottoman Empire a long, long time ago, it's called baklava." He explained.
The boys blinked at him, their faces riddled with confusion by his words. One boy wearing the cap looked like his brain would explode due to information overload.
"Does it taste good?" One of them asked. It was all they cared about at that moment.
Julius looked a little stunned as he hesitated a little before nodding his head, "Yes it's very good. Are any of you allergic to nuts like pistachios?" He asked.
