Sat at his round booth, a clear veiw of the whole room, waitng on his full english breakfest. dressed in his casual wear, a t-shirt and Black leather hooded jacket, with Black-faded jeans and white running shoes.

muttering to himself "its way to early to meet with people, this better be important and why am i not sleeping" looking at his watch, "5:30 Am, great."

conseiled under his jacket, his trusty M1911.Colt and Combat knife, while also his Hidden blade attatched to his wrist.

his stomach grumberling, "im starving"