[h1][center][color=fff79a]Patricia Isaac[/color][/center][/h1]

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Pat rolled her eyes as Gabanre took off. What a showoff, really. There was jealousy in her mind. She would probably never have that much money unless she took the university job full time and climbed the ladder a bit. She was not too keen on that though. For one it would take her far away from Riley, secondly it would increase the chances of running into her ex. 

She shook the thoughts out of her mind and smiled at Riley. [color=fff79a]"Good,"[/color] she said to herself. It was enough that she was drinking. A habit that she had not been able to get over yet. She really did not want Riley to get into it either. As they walked she saw the homeless boy and Riley gave him some money. Pat made a mental note to check in with the detective on how the investigation was going.

What met her at the café was not a scene she was used to however. There were more people in here than what she'd ever seen before. Even as a few patrons were making their exit, it still felt a bit crowded. Pat saw Mya and the gunsmith get out and they talked a little bit before they drove off in a black car. It was none of her business what they were up to. But she could not help but be intrigued by it. It was all natural though, a detective needed ammo and firearms maintenance so she swatted the thought away. 

Her attention turned to the ones inside of the café. She recognized most of the faces. Almost all of them were or had been her students, and were also coming along for the trip tomorrow. A sense of responsibility took over her mind as she watched the group from a slight distance. She would be in charge of this bunch of rowdy teens the coming days. Pat had made sure that all their parents was aware that she was going with them to keep them out of trouble and make sure that they were not up to anything.

Pat found herself a seat not too far away, but not in the group either. To most of them she was just their teacher after all. But they knew she was tagging along at least. She glanced over towards Riley but then just looked out into the air. She needed to get some work done and she knew it. Taking out a small notebook from her purse along with a pencil she started sketching. At first it was plans for classes, but after a while she started sketching the group of teens, trying to capture their feelings on the drawing.