Waiting outside the Family home, John wandered around aimlessly. He fumbled about in his pockets and produced a lighter and a smoke. Walking about in circles was certainly getting old fast. He'd expect that Kusarian's would be on time, they had the reputation for it. Maybe he was just early. He scanned the clear skies for a hint of their arrival but was met only by the glare of the sun. He straightened his morning suit and dusted off his trousers. Not that there was much point, since he was already well presented. He sighed and continued wandering about, since there was little else to do.