If Chilton likes to look, there will only be a few things to pick up from the casual body language Gabriel has on display. Hands in his pockets, gait easygoing, there's no rush to get his morning coffee. The archangel seems at complete ease with the world around him, even if it isn't his own. Nope, there's no issues, and it even looks good when the crosswalk light goes green just as Gabriel reaches the crossing. That wasn't him though, that was just fate.

"Nope, no schedule. I just do what I want. I always make sure to start out with a cup of joe, though." Gabriel smirks, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he merely stands in the queue full of other caffeine seekers. "Being unemployed has it's perks, I do what I want and when I want, and even the Government doesn't bother to intervene on that front. Why, you trying to book me in or something?"