Cian & Drake | Bazaar District 12:30pm
The bakery wasn't hard to find, as it turned out, and he smelled it before he saw the sign. The guy seemed to be a wizard of sorts in the kitchen.
Women's work, from where he stood, but Cian could respect that. At least he was doing something with himself.
He approached the door just as someone else did from the opposite direction, and he almost did a double take when he realized who it was. He didn't forget faces -- and he made a point of knowing the important people in town, especially if they could have him arrested.
Councilor Drake Liu -- one and the same as the human torch from the Docks.
So he stepped aside, nodded his head, held open the door. "After you." It never hurt to be polite to powerful people, even if it rankled.