[b][u]Gary Riley[/u][/b]

Gary soon found himself glaring at the over-dressed google-glass-wearing desperately-in-need-of-haircut fop who had approached him. Everything from his state of overdress to his ridiculous Google Glasses. How did he even get his hands on one those, anyways? He thought they had never been released.

Then there was the way he carelessly ripped some of the posters off the corkboard. Yes, the corkboard was a bit crowded, but that didn't mean he had the right to just tear things off of it. Such a gesture indicate extreme arrogance, or a disregard for the consequences of his actions. And of course, how he approached him to ask if he was in line... when that clearly wasn't the case. Overall, his first impressions of this stranger were quite negative. Though perhaps he was being a bit harsh because he hadn't had breakfast yet.

Naturally, one of the staff appeared to confront the man, saving Gary from a response. He was about to go order some food and forget the issue, when he heard the click of another camera. Gary turned his head towards the sound and couldn't help but smirk somewhat. Perhaps the camera-wielding stranger had simply saw other people taking photos and decided it would be fun if he joined in. Perhaps he simply wanted to get photographic evidence that somebody was actually foolish enough to use Google Glasses, because no one would believe him if he told this story later. 

Either way, at this rate, Gary almost wouldn't be surprised if the entire diner leapt from their seats and started taking photos, as ridiculous as that sounded.

Gary turned to the staff member, who had taken the time to ask him what he wanted. Gary shook his head. "I'll need to look at a menu first, but thank you." He said in a voice that was neither warm nor cold. Without further ado, he turned and found a seat at the front counter. The seat he chose was actually somewhat the camera-wielding man, though that decision had not been deliberate. Saying nothing, he grabbed a menu and began to flip through it.