Richard sighed walking down the street after a busy day of work, the new guy had almost caused a big problem in the kitchens, having gotten a unthawed fish he had began just trying to chop it open like a log. In the process he lost his grip sending the blade flying backwards and almost into the back of a waitress's head. Though the others were unaware of the danger Richard had snatched it out of the air and began using it as though it were from his own area leaving the new chef confused. By the end of the day he had a long lecture to deal with and it took a toll on him. Having almost messed up two meals was unnacceptable to him. Such a dangerous mistake had him fuming. It was one of those days he had wished he took his car to work but being in such a good mood he had decided to walk. Now it was getting fairly dark and he had a few miles to go to get home.<br/><br/>((Up to you guys as to who finds him or how. He has a rather fair distance to go. Or if someone wants to ambush him, whatever works.))