The best way to get to know a new city? Walk. The. Hell. Around. He'd fallen into the Google Maps trap before, relying on it like meth head and their pipe -- and been screwed over when there were No Bars. Can you hear me now? So he'd asked the other new Guardian about it. Safety in numbers, and all that. And that other little bit about sharing a Hallow and Order. That, too.
Might as well find out right away if they were going to hate one another, right?
The usual Henley shirt and khakis were topped with Tumi sunglasses --$35 on Woot, couldn't pass it up-- and his backpack. A chess board was a small addition to the pack. Handy Mandy seemed like the cerebral type. He could play. As in, knew how the pieces moved. Like a lot of things -- he had a working knowledge, but not expertise.
Maybe he'd learn something.
"Break time?" he asked Ozymandias , pointing at the green space of Capitol Park.
It was Gatorade time.
"Please?"
His legs still hurt from all that jogging.