The man, and his much younger companion, passed the shop window together. Both were wearing fluorescent orange work clothes, which caused the window to suddenly flash orange. They were walking rapidly toward the bakery.
The older man was leaning in to give advice. The younger man, a boy really, was nodding.
‘Whatever gear you’re in, the cogs should be driven by the driver, not by the….’
Then they were gone.
But they returned shortly after, laden with paper bags and drinks. This time the boy was talking, and the older man was nodding.
‘Yeah, but it didn’t work.’
Then they were gone again.