Taking up the plate, Anthony flashed Mandy a smile. Then, walking towards a window seat, he placed the slice of pie down and walked back outside. Now, to find a place to store his motorcycle. Walking around, Anthony noticed a series of alleyways that travelled behind the building. Kicking away the kickstand, Anthony led his bike around back. Pulling an old, dingy tarp out of one of the bags, he started to unfold it. Making sure to grab his book on advanced quantum physics, Anthony covered the bike with the tarp, effectively hiding it among the garbage and refuse of the alley.

Walking back around, Anthony sighed as he pulled out a pair of reading glasses. Letting them sit on the bridge of his nose, Anthony opened the book in his hands. Entering the cafe again, Anthony took his spot by the window. Reading and eating, Anthony slumped back in his chair.