Pulling up in his recent 'sports car', as they were called, Thomas hummed softly to himself as he flicked through the alerts on his phone. He had his eyes everywhere, and his reach was unfathomable by most. Yet most people had never heard his name, which was just how he wanted it to be. Yet the news wasn't what he was hoped for everytime he checked. Not even a whisper of vampiric or ancient presence. Most unfortunate that even with all these wonders from modern humanity he was no closer to her now than he was centuries ago.<br/><br/>Pulling himself out of the vehicle, and fixing the coat of his suit, he started to walk down the sidewalk. Not an unusual habit of his to do so, particularly . Even back in his kingdom he was prone to wandering the streets of his and... Michael's... empire. Shaking his head of these thoughts, Thomas opened his eyes and came to a complete stop. His stomach dropped before his mind could react to what he was seeing. But surely it was only a trick of the light. A figment of his imagination. Blinking widely and rubbing them clean he looked again. There he was. Walking... right past him.<br/><br/>Turning with wide eyes, Thomas started to follow. In his mind was turmoil, the pain of knowing that this couldn't be real, but the wonder of how it could be. Watching him disappear into the quaint little cafe, Thomas paused in the window and looked inside at him as he moved to sit down in one of the little booths. Unable to help himself, Thomas slowly stepped inside as well. Quickly turning his attention to the counter he moved over to order himself a coffee, occasionally glancing over at the beautiful young man sitting in the booth.<br/><br/>With coffee in hand he slowly moved over to the small seating, looking down at him with a remarkably serene expression to mask his inner turmoil. "Ah, good morning. Would you mind terribly if I join you?" He asked, tilting his head down at him.