"Good day to you." Klein spoke to an elderly shop-woman, giving her a nod and continuing to step down the smooth stone pathway which was now muddled due to the light rainfall. He pushed the brim of his crowned top-hat down in an attempt to minimize the soddening his hair, albeit barely. The linen glow of the lampposts bathed parts of the streets in golden light and reflected off of the crystal droplets that fell in silent harmonies.