Being early in the day Kira was on his usual morning jog, stopping by St. Gentleman's Bakery to buy a sandwich, as per usual, getting there just before the rush.

"My, my.. This place sure is popular, don't you agree?" Kira speaks seemingly to himself, peeking within his suit jacket to talk to the severed hand of a dead woman he has hidden in his inner breast pocket. Glancing around Kira adjusts his suit back into place, attempting not to bring attention to himself.