As he made his way down the street toward the liquor store, it had dawned on him how beautiful the moon was tonight. He hadn't realized it was to be a full moon tonight, meaning the monsters would be out on the prowl, though truthfully he wasn't too concerned, the city streets had been clear enough in his stay here, and he wasn't completely helpless, at least not in his own mind. Though that would be thoughts for another time. He went into his pants pocket to pull out a cigarette, upon finding one he lifted it to his lips. With a snap of the fingers it was lit, and he began to sing a little tune to himself.
"Blue moon, you saw me standing alone. Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own." He sang to himself as he walked.