Today sees several familiar faces in the bar.
One,
Desmond Hume, this time in one of the armchairs, content to watch the people going by. He is, noticeably, cleaned up. Not far off,
two individuals are poring over a clothing catalog. Whether they will actually be purchasing anything is debatable, but they seem to be having fun anyhow (if you're observant enough, you may notice it's a skiwear catalog).
Pasquale Acosta, on the other hand, is taking his spare time to adjust something that's served him well time after time - a retractable knife, able to be tucked into and concealed in the sleeve of a jacket. It's gotten a bit rusty, so there are small bits and pieces all over the table of the booth he's currently sitting at.
Theodore Bagwell is simply doing his best to blend in with the crowd, although if you're going anywhere near him, he'll offer you a smile and possibly a leer. (The most noticeable thing about him, besides his worn features, is the fact that he has a false hand. We'd advise you not to mention it.)
Ellie, for her part, is outside.
On the shooting range.