He seated himself at a coffee shop, notepad ready, a pair of glasses perched on his nose. His sight really had gotten worse over the years. As he waited, her pressed two sunflower seeds into his mouth, chewing slowly. It was a habit he had never been able to break, but he hoped it wasn't too off-putting. After all, it was the only thing from stopping him lighting a cigarette, and apparently that was frowned upon in a public establishment. Pft. Seeds would have to do.