Austin Goodmen, a Lieutenant in the Armed Forces, pushes open the door to Christy's.
He was wearing his normal everyday civilian clothes, and of course had his crutches with him. Limping in he looked around, saw a few off-duty Police officers, ignored them, and headed over to an empty table. He placed his crutches to where they where leaning on the wall to his left. He sighed lightly as a waiter came over. "Tea, with lemon. Thank You."
Austin looked over seeing a donation jar. "...On my way out." He said lightly. Waiting for his tea to arrive.