"I can't very well play my own piano at dawn," Altair said, holding the door open for Ari. "I'd wake the entire household. Usually no one is here this early, and I rather like being out and about before everyone else." The sun was higher than when he'd arrived, and more people were out. He glanced down the street, toward the Commoners' District. "I assume you want coffee," he said. "We'll have to go somewhere that will take my credit, so I suggest the Blue Wren Cafe."