Eli smiled to himself as he started walking west along Folsom blvd. and 51st street. He rubbed his stomach as he mused to himself about the meal he had, even though making a pizza was good sometimes you just need something else with it too. He wore a baseball jersey that was opened, and a pair of dress pants and black boots. He hadn't had time to change from work, only able to take off his dress shirt, showing up first day and not looking nice can usually be a faux pa. He listened to the rain as his steps slowly took him close to the East Lawn Memorial Cemetery.