Kid, if you please.

[It's as much his name now as Kaito's is his. And being called anything but his first name by his mother/wife/precious-person is too formal for him.]

Though this is our first meeting, it is neverthless a pleasure to meet you again.

[His tone is pleased, eyes twinkling slightly. Mischievous purple eyes drift sideways to the cake on it's table, and the side of his mouth quirks up in a smile.]

And your cake.