Damien was heading toward town to get a quick bite to eat. It turned out that he liked people as well. He liked to watch them and be around them. And use them, on rare occasions. As he approached the cafe, he had the sudden sensation that he was being observed. That somebody was staring at him. He was not sure why or who yet. But he intended to find out. And who knows, maybe he would have fun meeting someone new.
As he got closer to the glass surface, he turned and started to walk past the window. But then he stopped. There, he thought, although that didn't seem to be his own. He had the odd feeling that it was a female from the impression he was getting. He then turned his head, glancing at the glass, finally his gaze had settled on Merope. And then he smirked.