There Billy was with Leia again in the park.
"What are you doing?" Newt approached him, sitting next to him on the park bench. But not too close. He didn't want it to look peculiar.
"Does your Mum know?"
"She thinks its cute, said I was a Mannie." His smile was quick.
"What, like a salary?"
"Yes." Billy sighed.
"Too bad, its not a paying gig for you." Newt shrugged.
"I need one of those. Have any opportunities knocking?" Billy looked back at him.
"What can you do?"
"I worked on roofs last summer." Billy clarified as he took Leia out of the stroller so she could investigate the grass and the flowers. They both followed her.
"You on a roof, shirtless, incredible, no less." Newt couldn't help but think it.
"It was hard work. Gypsies about. Nothing I'll go back for." He watched Leia carefully. Newt just smiled. Maybe the daddy factor was finally kicking in or Billy was just getting used to the idea.
"I think there is a band that might need some sort of help. A singer, I guess. Do you sing?" Newt asked.
"Boys choir, sometime ago." Billy shrugged. "But I've never sang for my supper."
"There is a first time for everything, now isn't there?" Newt grinned, thinking of something entirely different. Singing was not involved.
"You've thunk it then?" Billy smirked slightly.
"Constantly." Billy's lip twitched a little.
"We should give it go then, don't you think?"
Newt nodded, reaching for his cell. He buzzed Simon, hoping he wasn't doing anything.