I've been watching Rich, Cross, Mr. Graves, and Alice in the bar for quite some time now. They looked like they were about to fight, but Mr. Graves settled it for them. I've folded twenty-seven paper cranes in the meantime while watching them. I've also been drinking a glass of orange juice. I got a few stares, but nothing I'm not already used to. My hood is up so no one recognizes me, blending in the shadows. It looks like Mr. Graves is going to go with Alice somewhere, leaving Rich with Cross. I put away my origami paper and cranes, finish my drink, and pull down my hood. I walk up to Rich and say,
"Hi Rich, do you need any help?"