Actually eating when he went out to cafes was still a novel idea to Jack, but one that he thoroughly enjoyed. Not that he didn't like his own cooking, but sometimes it was nice to have someone else do the work for you. Especially if said work meant a sandwich (an overpriced sandwich, he thought vaguely as he handed over his money) at the end.

Days out at a care usually meant reading a book, but Jack found an even better distraction as he turned.

"Oye!" he called, and strode over, slipping into the seat across his friend. "I didn't know you came here."