There was a small coffee shop not far from the men's store and April decided to have a quick lunch on her way back. The bacon omelet with coffee sounded good and was in her price range but as she waited for her food, April couldn't miss the feeling that she was being watched. Looking over the area while maintaining an air of casually 'people-watching', she didn't see anyone obviously looking her way.

Perhaps she was being a trifle paranoid, but she'd make sure to mention the feeling to Napoleon when she gave her report.