Still he hadn't caught on that this was someone he knew, though that should have occurred to him. After all, she was riding along with him, letting him pet her. Why go to a stranger in this town for that?

At the counter he ordered a blueberry muffin and a latte. Waiting for it, he ignored any looks he might get for the bird before carrying her to the table. He sat down carefully, beginning to start tearing apart the muffin tiny bits.