Where: Our Daily Bread Who: Halen @themasksheraid
"Oh! Mornin' Halen!" It's his usual pleasant greeting that chirps from the back of the bakery line as he spots the younger man entering. "You got an early day too?" He's dressed for more walking than work, his usual graphic tee underneath a wild-printed button-up from behind the counter or in the office at the Fun Palace discarded for a sweater and heavy wool coat most certainly meant to chase off the winter cold. "Have some pickups to make across town but ah, nobody to drive me, so I'm just gonna catch a taxi or an uber over there after I grab some breakfast and see if I'm gonna need more than Mimi and her fuckin' Kia to get it moved back to the boardwalk.- But it's not every day somebody offers you a giant plasma ball for the price of 'get it out of my son's old man cave' yanno?" He sends a quick text to his sister- then tucks his phone away, focus now entirely on the conversation.
"Oh right, I think we're gonna have to push game night back a weekend- Mimi's on a tear about the murder on campus, so we've got a whole... 'suspect board' taking up the dining room table at the house- I meant to text ya about it, but then I got really invested in the plasma ball..."