Rodger turned away from the window as Mrs. Zen began ushering people out the back. He hung around for a bit, letting the room empty of witnesses a little before started for the door himself. As he went a green, snakelike arm whipped out from behind him and pressed down on the windowsill, burying the seed inside of it before retracting and vanishing into the mans back. Instantly roots began to spread from that point, wrapping around the frame. When it had completely encircled the frame something began to grow from it, filling in the area left vacant by the window. A thin green membrane of plant matter, thin enough that you could see clearly through it, cast a slight green tint as sunlight streamed through it.

He didn't look back at it, didn't break his stride at all in fact, but he knew that it would do to keep the bugs out, the cool air in, and was easy to remove when they wanted to really fix that window. He pushed his way quickly through the crowd streaming out of the restaurant and out into the street, casting his gaze around for the cause of all this. There! Ducking out of the crowd. The white dress made her stand out, but not nearly as much as her Stand. It made her stick out like a sore thumb. He followed after her, not really minding if she saw him or not. 

He followed her behind a corner, and decided this was as good a place as any. "Hey!" He called out. "Hey, there's something I want to say to you. You and your friend." He didn't really care if she stopped or not. He intended to follow until he'd said his piece. "The Zen's are good people. It ain't fair of you to bring that sort of trouble to their doorstep."