Name: Grom<br/>Occupation: None<br/>Date: 17 September, Morning<br/>Tagging: Mara, Artemis, Mac84<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Grom entered the cafe.  He had never been here of course, but he had heard of it by reputation.  He had money to spend and a need to refocus.  It was close enough to the human world that he would be able to comfort himself there as he needed but still like the true world that he could reintegrate himself into the way things were supposed to be.  As he went inside, he was surprised to find a few humans there, but didn't freak out about it.  He merely went up to the counter, looked for a menu, and, upon finding one, began to look it over.<br/><br/>As he looked over the various things to order, he breathed in and out.  He considered his options and decided not to say anything right away, merely listening.  Listening was something that he knew how to do well.  The stone elements of his skin blended in with the counter, and he felt the floor itching to tell him insteresting tales.  For now, he ignored them and simply observed his surroundings.