Vyers scanned the inside of the cafe, and it wasn't long before he spotted Donna at her table. It took him a moment, but he finally walked over to the table and sat at it, his eyes glued to the table as he shifted in his seat. "I... assume you were the one I talked to on the journals?" he asked, not looking up.

He coughed and finally looked up at the woman, finally managing to pull himself together. "My sincerest apologies, I don't believe I introduced myself before. I am Vyers, the Dark Adonis. And yourself?"