Jay was walking through the central train station carrying a strange machine that was about the size of a cat, with four legs, but a round, egg shaped body whose entire upper half was hinged to open up like some sort of oversized, jagged fanged mouth. It wasn't finished and it certainly couldn't hunt pigeons yet, but while Jay may like working on it somewhere like Tinker's Lot, he didn't really feel comfortable leaving it there overnight, so he was carrying it home.

And that was when he saw someone who was distinctly familiar. Remembering how Hilmi had gotten funny on the subject of Megan before, and just the fact that he recognized her as someone he knew, led Jay to move toward her.

"Megan?"