Jean was on his way back from picking up some stuff in town. His coat was flapping in the wind, a benefit of having lived in Canada for years, he didn't feel the cold. He'd picked up some bourbon on the way back from the book store, and that and the books were tucked into his satchel.
Jean paused outside a cafe, debating grabbing a coffee and a bagel, before deciding someone back at the Institute had probably left food of some sort unattended, or that he could ask Jean nicely if she had any goodies stashed. Though if he got two bagels, Shiro was probably in the study... He caved and popped in, grabbing two bagels and passing on the coffee, he'd grab some from the kitchen.
Heading out onto the path he barreled into the woman coming the other way. "Oh my! I'm so sorry miss..." He trailed off as he helped her up, she reminded him of someone, and heck if she didn't look just like a female him. Those cheekbones, and the same eyes...