[Sadrain]

December 1st, Chicago; "Polar Bear Cafe".

Leila slowly walked down the busy street. No one paid attention to her and in the middle of the crowd, she could enjoy a strange solitude. It was a change to the constant watch the girl had experienced for past week. Although Amante had disappeared for few days, they had not been restful. The girl had contacted the employer, who was not pleased with current results, and the rest of the time had been spent in constant searches and explorations.

Among the many people of various bundled up stages, Leila did not stand out too much. After enjoying a good, long bath and simple relaxing time, Leila felt much better and also looked so. Finally, the girl reached her destination which was a small cafe. It's outer walls were white and windows glass had animated snow flakes fall in it constantly, light bulbs wrapped around the edges in rather retro style. Bell jingled as she entered and she was welcomed warmly, to which she replied with smile.

Short while later, she was sitting at table by window, eating pancakes. Although it was unhealthy for an assassin to develop habits such as these, but Leila was prone to certain regularity and traditions in her life. They made her feel comfortable, as if some things were still right. She liked this place because it was cute, very welcoming and it served wonderful sweets and snacks - especially ice cream. That was something she could eat in middle of the winter. The cafe itself was a little piece of winter wonderland in middle of summer, too, always pleasantly cool.