Gerard found himself walking on the city streets once again. His breath taking the form of a white puff. He had walked by several buildings. This was the long way home. As he walked by, his iPod had started playing Le Le Low by Hot Hot Heat. The somewhat danceable rock turned Gerard's walk home a bit more enjoyable and less tedious. He looked through the windows of the building he passed. It was a gym. Inside there was a woman smacking the crap out a punching bag. Gerard stared a bit. Holy crap. That's... Either really frightening, or really cool, Gerard thought. He shook his head. Bah, she'd never talk to me, Gerard said. He continued walking and found himself in a familiar deli, RIGHT next to the gym (Which was oddly ironic).