Vauldis stretched in his king sized bed as he awoke. Last night had been rough, a group of drunk kids had refused to leave the bar until he had security forcibly remove them at about 03:00am. [color=ed1c24][i]No matter, children will be..annoying.[/i][/color] 

The wolf quickly dressed himself in his usual dark jeans and coat, with a red shirt; before making himself a cup of tea and checking his phone for the news , the first headline reminded Vauldis that the Cherry Blossom Festival was on the verge of commencing today. 

After finishing his tea and breakfast (jam on toast, he never really had much of an appetite), Vauldis  entered the elevator that would take him to the ground floor and the bar.  As he entered the bar he noticed one of the bartenders still cleaning up the mess from last night. The wolf sighed before lighting a cigarette and turning his attention to the bartender [color=ed1c24]"Jerry please, take this morning off, but I want you back by about 9PM alright? I'm sure the crowds of youths will begin swarming this place around that time. I'll tell your manager if I see him"[/color]  Vauldis spoke with a heavy English accent, but it was still hard to ignore the German influence also present in his voice. The bartender quickly nodded at the wolf before quickly departing, the spring in his step visible as he left the bar.

Soon after the worker's departure, Vauldis followed suit. Discarding his cigarette into a nearby ask tray , he walked towards the exit to the bar and opened the door. As soon as he opened it the atmosphere completely changed. He was hit by a strong scent of baked goods, the Christmas lights almost caused him to wince  and the sheer amount of bustling citizens was truly a site to behold. Grinning, the rich bar owner departed into the streets, examining the fine jewelry and delicious looking foods on sale.