I caught the blink from Ahriman and while I'm not surprised, my good mood is certainly gone and I suddenly find myself wishing that this place served Bailey's or Jamisons to go with the coffee. My own face stays calm and relaxed, but I focus my eyes away from the group and onto the picture, since if anything would give away my change in mood it would be the eyes. Okay the picture is ... fucked up to say the least. At first it didn't really bother me, I mean I am kind of generic looking and so is Ahriman, finding two dark haired white guys who kind of look like the two of us in a picture isn't really all that hard. Unusual sure but well I've seen stranger things.
However really focusing on the picture, well ... ah ... damn those aren't people who just look a lot like Ahriman and I, those guys ARE the two of us. "Yeah that's him alright."
I don't look up.
I focus on the picture and look for anyone else I might recognize.