Derek was bored. Deadly bored. He got there just after 7 to people watch, hunt for dinner and... nothing looked appetizing. At all. But he stated anyway, ordering a sipping whiskey and just enjoying the people.

But then... he saw something. Young... couldn't be older than 19 or 20... Probably younger than that even. The little one looked like a deer caught in the headlights and seemed to be alone. Perfect. Wide eyed, innocent, separate from the herd. Perfect for a little snack.

Derek sat there and watched him, waiting to slip in and sweep that little thing off his feet.