Owner	Pose
Nick	It is a reasonably peaceful time in Mutant Town, most of the foot traffic have returned from their respective lunch locations to continue with the second half of the workday leaving just the late lunchers the right to the sidewalk. With less foot traffic, this does give the added benefit of being able to walk quickly. This is a benefit that one Nick Drago is using right now as the knitcapped musician exits out of Fred's Diner. Bookbag on his shoulder, half a grilled cheese in one hand and the other pushing the door out to accomodate for his quick exit. Pace, while technically walking, is a bit quicker for those who have observed him before. He starts to turn his head to look back to the diner but the attempt is aborted soon after as he bites his lip, instead focusing on a distant point ahead of him. No lingering. Just get the heck away.
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie is coming by to grab some food at the dinner, and when Nick turns to look the other way he bumps right into Sam. The grilled cheese goes up in the air at the tussle, and a bird dives for it, missing as a cat dives for the bird and misses. The sandwich falls and ends up on top of the hat Sam is wearing but not falling to the ground yet., He stumbles a moment sandwich wobbeling a bit "Hey watch it, you ok?"
Nick	The thousand yard stare gets cut down by a few hundred feet as the force of the hit causes for his sandwich to make an airborn fieldtrip before resting on it's perilous perch. "Ah-" Pale eyes blink, focusing upon the club manager. "...Sam?" His attention flits up, looking to the hat sandwich. "Uh-stay still." He reaches up cautiously, fishing the sandwich off of the hat. "Sorry."
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie looks at the other ma a brow raised, but does stand still. He looks over to Nick and says "Yea, that's me. " He hmms and says "Everything ok, you seem in a bit of a rush, all ok?"
Nick	Nick's glance looks to the sandwich, giving a sigh. "Uh yeah. Just... It's been a week." Being that he's stopped, his glance shifts, checking the door to the diner before he looks back to Sam. "You know how you're just doing all you can to just have a quiet day and it just seems that everything is just conspiring to make it anything but?"
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie nods a bit to this and says "Yea, Ah dont know if Ah have had a quiet day in years." He jokes a bit and says "If there is anything Ah can do t help let me know?
Nick	"Ah right. The club with the wide age range." Nick replies, giving a bit of a nod. "Sure, if I think of something I'll let you know." He glances back, "I should get going. I'm not sure how much time I got til she steps out of there." He looks back to Sam, "You still got Wade's card?"
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie nods his head a bit and says "Gave him a call, but aint been able to catch him. Lady who is chasing you, you pissed a lady off?"
Nick	"Hmm. I'll get on his case to check his messages. He's normally pretty good about that." Nick replies back, "She's not chasing... I don't think. It's just-" He shakes his head, "Just a strong feeling. And I'd rather not be in sight when she leaves."
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit, but says "Sure then man, have a good one you need me let me know and try not to bean people with ya sandwich.
Nick	Nick nods, Sorry for the uh-" He holds up the sandwich, "Well, run in cheesing." He starts to step around, turning to look to Sam, once again not looking where he's going as he addresses the taller man. "I'll swing by the club later, Just need to regroup." He jolts a bit, turning to apologize to another person.