"[b][color=00a651]Alright, already the show goes on all night. Till the morning we drink so long...[/color][/b]" Dimitri sang as he jogged down the sidewalk, weaving through the clusters of people on their way to their own classes, jobs, or other various activities. He couldn't hear any of the conversations being held, nor any complaints shot his way as he ran around people due to his ear buds (which alongside his iphone and wallet he'd had to back track to his condo to get), however he feel when something seemed directed his way, and would generally respond with a lopsided smile and a 'good morning' regardless of whatever had been said to him. After a few blocks of jogging, Dimitri slowed to a brisk walk just as he reached Q street. Lo and behold, the cafe stood like a beacon of all that was good and caffeinated just across the street. He grinned momentarily, the the grin dropped along with his heart as he realized that he could see the line from where he was. Dimitri checked his watch, noting that he still had plenty of time to get food, however he wouldn't have quite as much time to sit and eat at his leisure if he wanted to catch an early train. After weighing the pros and cons Dimitri decided that it would be more than worth a bit of a rush and stood in front of the cross walk as he waited for the lights to change color. When the cross walk was clear for pedestrians, Dimitri moved with the crowd, just another dot in an endless expanse. After reaching the other side Dimitri pulled out his ear buds and was met with the usual sounds of city life. There was one sound however that stood out as a tad bit worrisome, "[b][i]Michael get back here! Don't run in the street![/i][/b]". Dimitri turned just in time to be bumped into by a five year old who seemed keen on getting somewhere fast. The child fell back, however he barely managed to make it more than a few inches before Dimitri's hand shot out and locked into the boy's shirt with lightning speed, "[b][color=00a651]Woah, easy there little dude, what's the rush?[/color][/b]". The child squirmed and twisted in Dimitri's grasp, however he could go nowhere as an exasperated looking red haired woman rushed over just before the traffic light changed. "[b][color=00a651]I'm guessing this little trail blazer's yours?[/color][/b]" Dimitri asked with a hint of mirth. The woman smiled, however her embarrassment was visible behind her eyes, "[b]Yes, he's mine. I'm really sorry about him bumping into you, he has a dentist appointment today and, well, he didn't want to-[/b]" "[b][color=00a651]Relax, there's no need to explain. We were all kids once.[/color][/b]". Dimitri crouched so that he was eye level with the child in his grasp, "[color=00a651][b]Hey little man, you can't go running from your mama like that. I know the dentist can be scary and all but it's worth it. They usually give you a lollipop after you're done.[/b][/color]". Whether or not that was still a practice in the dental world wasn't something Dimitri was sure of, however the mention of candy seemed to have the intended effect as the little boy's face lit up with glee. Dimitri released the child and stood as the boy grabbed his mother's hand, "[b]Thank you very much sir, come along now Michael.[/b]" the woman said before she turned to step into the street, having not noticed the light change. Once more Dimitri's reflexes came into play as his hand darted out and grabbed her shoulder just as a car sped by. "[b]Oh my god, I didn't even- thank you...again.[/b]", "[b][color=00a651]Don't sweat it.[/color][/b]". Partially certain that he wouldn't have to help the woman a third time, Dimitri turned and walked into the cafe, taking a spot behind an very athletic looking man and a woman that looked to be some sort of sort of assistant. While waiting, Dimitri closed his eyes tilted his head back and let the smells of the coffee and pastries wash over him. Not quite being able to help it, Dimitri grinned, his lips pulling back to reveal a row of solid pearly white teeth, save for his canines which had developed a somewhat translucent look to them.