Jay recognises the way that shadow moves. Not a specific person yet but the style - street survivor of the fast and light variety. He was never that light. His style was much heavier and tougher but to cover the fact he was fast when he needed to be.

He has a large plate of pasties on his tables, thanks to Rae and decides to share. He picks a spot under the rafters and holds the plate up almost absently. "Help yourself."