Let's roll. Words that resonated with him well. Swallowing the coffee in a few gulps to not dare let it go to waste, and stuffing the remaining of his bagel into his yap he was very ready. While Beverly stood up, and offered a hand, John looked to the hand and had a faint smile cross his lips. Hand into hers he was up and happily following her out of the store.
Once out in the son on the street, John shifted to offer his arm to Beverly. Call him old fashion, but he had said he was classy as fuck. "A good banishing would make for a good reminder." John agreed.
Looking around, John was taking in all the spots of New York that were much different compared to the last time he was a live an in the city. The forties were all about the war effort that was for sure. "This is such a strange feeling," John muttered looking to Beverly. "It's just like stepping out of a time machine. Moments like this, reminds me how cool our situation can be." John then grew quiet as he immediately thought to Kitty. She'd of loved this. A sigh escaped his mouth, but he shifted his attention from being sad to their tasks. Pointing over to a large building.
"Well, looks like Bloomingdale's was around now, because there it is." With a soft tug. "Lets check it out, I bet they'll have everything."