On her way back from rehearsal, River stopped at the park. Her route home had changed since she was staying with Hannibal, and sometimes the City put interesting things on her way back.
Today was an early rehearsal day, so there was no moonlight. She'd been peering around dark corners, looking for Lestat some of the time. Perhaps he had some idea about... some of it.
A woman nearby had coffee and a pastry. She looked familiar. River arched an eyebrow at her, looking at the cake with a slight smile.