In the small bar known as Thames Arms, a gray-haired man sat at a table sipping coffee. While idle, he was not unaware of his surroundings, and kept a close eye on those who came and left the building.

His deep blue eyes scanned over the area, oddly finding the bar to be mostly empty for some reason. He let out a small sigh and stood up, preparing to close it down for the day.

"It's not as if anyone truly comes here anymore," Dimitri sighed out to himself as he padded over to the door to flip the open sign.