[Even for someone as observant as Will, there's not much to observe. There are the mainstays, of course (an Xbox with controller wires tangled about the TV; a ratty old book with a cheesy pastel cover dropped on the coffee table; a familiar schoolbook forgotten and shoved into the back of one of the countertops with a mysterious stain splashed across the cover), but otherwise there's no more clutter than one would expect from a home populated by three boys who are neither slobs nor clean freaks.]

You sure? You could have some of this with me, or some pan dulce.

[He keeps his house stocked well with sweet breads on a constant basis, because there's nobody around to lecture him on his diet, and he's got a shamefully large sweet tooth.]

I know I want to have some of this, but -- hold on. I left something in my room you'll wanna see.

[Or, rather, someone. Will's wishes for a fluffy dog may go unanswered, but there's a different sort snoozing on his pillow.]