The fact that Cecil and Diego see each other often doesn't make Cecil any less excited to see his best friend now and he turns at the sound of his voice, smiling broadly, "Diego!" There are no outstretched arms here, though. There's still baby Abby to think about. He glances down at his daughter and places a gentle kiss on the top of her head before looking back at the other man. Abigail looks at him too. Her big, dark eyes show recognition and she burbles happily.

"I couldn't let her miss the whole party," he agrees, teasing warmly, "She'd know. She'd cry for days. When did you get here?" While he talks, he shifts the baby carefully into one arm so he can finally give that overdue hug. "Ravi's with you? Levi's here somewhere. You know him."