The relative quiet of the bakery was suddenly broken by the loud roar of an engine. A motorcycle (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y142/SpinelSoup/RP%20other/015-1.jpg) came screeching from across the street and slid right into a parking space in front of the building, causing pedestrians to gape in horror and wonder where the police were when they needed them. The rider, dressed in all black and a helmet that concealed her face, just casually got off and walked past them. Truly, this person must be a psychopath of the highest order. And then she took her helmet off, revealing Cass.

She entered the restaurant and ordered a simple cup of tea (assam, of course) and a muffin. Holding her helmet under her arm, she glanced around the shop before spotting Damian in the corner. He looked like he could use some company--though not necessarily that he wanted it--so she walked over, food in hand, and sat down across from him with a small, silent smile.