The sound of smallish fists banging on plexiglass momentarily drew Jack's attention away from Kira. Some kid was pounding on the glass. It looked like he must work at the theater. "He must be some day shift kid that forgot something." Jack said, his eyes shifting back to the cute, concessions vendor. "Ignore him. We don't need some underage kid getting us fired."<br/><br/>One of the regular patrons, a strange little woman with hidden eyes shielded by large, silvered glasses. Jack's mind wandered a bit, thinking about how the shades made the woman appear almost insect like.