Ok, so I'm making Zidane's bed and he walks into his bedroom with a kid I've never seen before in my life. They both walk past me and Zidane tips out the box of Lego and they begin to play. My enquiries lead me to find out that the kid is the grandson of my neighbour who doesn't like me and so I try to diplomatically return him to his rightful owners. I tell him that it's Zidane's bedtime and his Grandma wants him home. His Grandma is outside my front door refusing to say a word to me, but repeatedly shrieking her grandsons name. The kids says he isn't going home. Zidane tells me to leave them alone - they're playing.
After a whole load of begging, pleading and bribes that I have no intention to follow through with, after 45 minutes the kid says goodbye to Zidane and walks out my front door and into a telling off from his Grandma.
I don't know what Zidane said to the kid to get him to come in, and I don't know how he made him leave, but for the first time ever, all by his self Zidane made a friend