@wingherc
It's raining rather suddenly, an unexpected forecast to which Wick hurriedly lifts his jacket over his head, head turning to make sure his dog is following closely behind. The pitbull seems to be having more fun than Wick is, running around in the rain, but he isn't exactly a big fan of having wet socks. And that's especially considering the fact he's a bit overdressed for the occasion. Suit and tie. A normal getup for business, but not exactly casual wear that's suited for the quick and heavy downpour. His hair is already damp, and he'll have to get home quickly. Or at least under an awning.
He finds refuge in a mall. Some rain isn't really all that bad, but he wouldn't want his dog running around in it too long. He keeps the door open for the pitbull, and it shakes all the water from its fur as it steps inside, John doing something similar to his hair. His coat is damp with water and he trails some with every step. He only now notices that this is probably pretty rude to do. He notices Hawke walking up, and assumes that he must be someone important to this place, judging by the elaborate cosplay.
"Sorry. For bringing in the rain." The dog yawns as he folds his jacket over his arm in a poor attempt to slow down just how much water is dripping off it. John is no better, drenched in the rain from earlier. A shock of thunder booms from outside. "Is there somewhere I could hang this?"