Kenneth followed the other man at a more sedate pace, taking the time to look at the cafe and its other patrons. It was a calm place, surrounded by potted plants and other greenery. A big sign proclaimed the cafe a to be a great place to find fresh-from-the-farm veggies and other produce.

The young man settled for ordering a cafe mocha, and staring across the table at the man in pink. "So, tell me what you expect." He didn't phrase it as a question this time. It didn't seem like questions worked too well on his nervous companion. Or maybe that was just because Henry was so nervous, and he didn't pay attention?