<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.com/a/img674/5922/VIe3Hv.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Rose O'Phelan<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Gary Danko restaurant, Fisherman's Wharf.  Early afternoon.<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Steel blue tank top under oversized dark gray T-shirt, dark jeans, brown North Face women's Storm Mid boots, backpack.<br/><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rich Han, open.<br/><br/>Rose watched the man remove his empty hand from his pocket.  She wasn't going to assume he was completely unarmed of course, that would be stupid.  But so far everyone was being nice and polite.<br/><br/>"Nice to meet you, Mark."  Then she tilted her head, puzzled.  "Why would I try to<em>mug</em>you?  There are always other places to raid, and I came in here looking for knives and a cooking pot.  There are lots of those still in the kitchen if you want some too; I figured a small pot for boiling water might be useful.  Oh!  Did you notice any spices back there?  I'm not a chef or anything, but it would be nice to add actual flavour to some of the food I've found since... Well, you know."<br/><br/>Stepping forward, Rose tried to make sure she didn't make Mark feel cornered or trapped.  People didn't react well to that.  She wondered if she should ask him to join her or not.  It was tempting, having someone to travel with, but she had to be careful.<br/><br/>"Do you mind if I..."  She gestured towards the door behind him.<br/>