Brad and Open - Stools
It felt strange to be back in just a shirt and jeans after his outfit for the night but the fewer clothes he had on, the more comfortable he felt and his current outfit wouldn't get him arrested for public indecency.
As he walked into the Majestic his eyes looked around, catching the faces of a few people he had met once or twice before as well as quite a few that he hadn't. Names though eluded him, he saw so many faces every day that he couldn't remember what name went with what face. He did notice Brianna sitting in a booth alongside one of the ladies he had met a month or so back in the courtyard of the Velveteen Rabbit, maybe he'd go say hi later, for now something greasy and a cup or two of coffee sounded like just what he needed so he sat on one of the stools, for now at least.