So it was pretty funny when after about an hour of hanging out, I realized that I had been pronouncing his name wrong since I first read it. In my head (as well as Charisa's and Bree's), his name was Kiet (Keet). In reality, its Kiet (Key-ette) or something like that. But the guy is cool enough that he doesn't care. Charisa and I had to ask him how to say it properly. His response: "However you want to say it is fine. I know you're talking to me." Pretty classic. Apparently Bree refuses to pronounce it properly and just refers to him as Keet or Pinoy. Things that the Internet can't teach you.
Pronunciation lessons wasn't all that went on this weekend. There was some baking, some riding, some caffinating, some running and lots of laughing.