WHO: John Young and Elliott Gilbert WHAT; Random Meeting/Match-up WHEN: Today WHERE: The Electric Lady WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing/Match-up
On the days that John didn't spend with Jo, he usually ate out. It wasn't that he couldn't cook - it was more that he didn't see the point in cooking and doing all that work just for himself. It was easier - and often cheaper - to just go out and grab something. And it got him out of the house. That was something he was getting much better with, but he definitely wasn't perfect. Not yet. Some part of him still begged him to stay inside where it was safe, even when this place was a long way from being dangerous.
This afternoon he'd gone to the Electric Lady. It was between lunch and dinner, and not particularly crowded, so John took a seat near the window and looked up towards the stage. Later tonight there would be live music, but thankfully right now it was silent and he didn't have to listen to the pounding in his head from a band that might be good, or might be bad, but would definitely be loud.
He didn't even have to look at the menu - he'd been here enough times and the menu was limited enough that he knew exactly what he wanted.