Kel saw that the shop was getting ready to close. He wished he could come back later to see what the evening events had in store, but he had to run the tavern. Or did he? The tavern had been rather slow lately, so being closed for one night wouldn't hurt anything. Also it seemed like it had been ages since he had the chance to socialize with his peers as his uncontrolled muttering had illustrated. That was it, he had decided. He was going to come back tonight to try and meet some new people. He finished the last bite of the cheesecake he was eating and the last few sips of coffee before he stood up and left the small cafe.
Kel walked down the road to the market and began searching through the fresh produce. He picked out a few onions and potatoes that looked exceptional in quality before he made his way to the dairy section of the market and found some sharp cheddar cheese and eggs. He remembered that he promised to buy Cire a treat, so he stopped at the meat section and grabbed a small steak. He paid for everything and began his trip back home.
He got home just as the sun was beginning to set on the horizon. Cire began jumping up with excitement when he saw Kel and ran up to greet him.
"Were you a good kitty while I was gone?" He asked as he dangled the steak. Cire sat down and was attentive waiting patiently for Kel to give him the steak. He let out a small happy growl as if answering the question.
"Okay, well you're gonna have to watch the house again later tonight so consider this incentive to do a good job tonight too." Kel smiled as he gave Cire the steak. He took the rest of his groceries into the tavern and put his closed sign in the window. He put the food away in the kitchen before going upstairs to his room to get changed.
He stood in front of a full length floor mirror and began trying to decide on what he should wear. He went through a few different outfits before he decided on something casual. He had a black button down short sleeve shirt under a blue satin vest and a pair of black slacks that matched the shirt. He put on a pair of black shoes and the outfit looked complete.
He looked at the time and realized that he had no idea what time the cafe re-opened or if they continued to serve any food at night. He really should have talked to the guy that worked there rather than eaves dropping. "Wow, my social skills are terrible." He said to himself in the mirror. "I need this worse than I thought."
He decided to wait for a little while before going out, just to be sure he didn't get there too early. He grabbed a book off the shelf and began reading to pass the time while he waited.