It's early morning, the sun is just getting up, and in the distance there is the hustle and bustle of the seven million or so citizens of Seattle going about their daily lives.  Wage slaves driving to the Downtown corp buildings and shops made for a lot of noise, all those car horns audible so far away... twas the simple life in Tacoma where - thankfully - the smell of the factories and plants didn't seep into first-floor apartment in the triple-decker he lived in, and luckily her two upstairs neighbors were quite well behaved... most of the time.  Waking up, the sight is bland walls yet well designed furniture since he didn't have her commlink on and wasn't in AR Mode, so he couldn't see his Japanese aesthetic wallpaper and various other aesthetics of the home, but considering the quality of some of what was there it certainly wasn't<em>bad</em>by any stretch of the imagination.<br/><br/>So, it's a Monday in Seattle... what will the young elf do today?  What did he even have planned?