One of the things that Ryan liked most about his stylist's salon was the little juice bar they had in the back. Given that he hadn't been able to grab a cup of coffee as had been his intent, a grapefruit ginger mint juice seemed like just the thing. He strolled out of the salon with one in his hand, glancing at a reflective surface every few moments. His stylist did good work, he had to admit.

He grinned as he crossed the street, opting this time to walk instead of fly. After all, his stylist had worked meticulously on his hair. No sense in ruining the style just yet.