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"Unfortunately the cable cars don't have a close stop near the area so we'll take my ride if that's cool. I have a spare helmet," she flicked her hair over her shoulder then headed out of the shop. Near by a black motorcycle was parked near a tree. Barley Knavidson, the best there was. It was obviously an older model and not new, but it worked and got her where she needed to go. Opening a saddle bag she tossed Riley her spare helmet and mounted up. After helping her onto the back seat she started up the engine and headed off into traffic.

After awhile the traffic began to thin and the houses definitely took on a more colorful atmosphere. Finally L.A. pulled up to a parking lot paved with cobblestones. She parked the bike near a post and killed the engine. As soon as you took off your helmet the sound of music filled the air. Different kinds of music depending on where you turned your head. As L.A. put the helmets away she smiled at Riley.

"This will be fun, in fact I'll show you a shop you may very much enjoy," she grinned before heading off down the street. The shops here were obviously run by people with active imaginations. There was a paint-it-yourself pottery shop, a silk shop, a interesting looking book store, and a store for every ethnic group you could possibly think of.

"Ah hewo mess Anna," an older chinese man smiled to her as she passed his shop filled with golden buddahs, gold coins on strings, and cute outfits.

"Good afternoon Mr. Chan," she smiled to him. Everyone knew her on this street, after all she had grown up with her parents shop here. After a few more greetings L.A. stopped at the shop she thought Riley might like the most. The door was guarded by two standing Sphinx and a pyramid was over the door. Walking inside a small chime rang and they both suddenly surrounded by Egyptian culture. There were the typical things that would pander to the typical tourist but some things were true Egyptian. A young woman came out from the back, greeting L.A. as all the others had with a knowing smile and a friendly look in her eyes.

"Ah hello Miss Lenore. I see you have brought a friend," the woman smiled to Riley then stopped for a moment. She came closer and looked at her closely. "My dear, might I ask, are you from our homeland? You remind me of my niece in the face," she kept smiling the whole time as if she had found an old friend after so long.

"Saadot belkak," the woman beamed, "You have been in the states for awhile I see. Same as I and my husband. It is so good to see another from our land. Miss Lenore you run into the most interesting people."

"Oh yes I like to think so," L.A. grinned a bit and wandered about the shop for awhile. She knew the owners would be happy to see Riley so she left them to have their talk.

"Come come, dear. Sit with me a moment. It has been so long since I have had proper company," she took Riley's hand and lead her to a small sitting area. After seating her she went into the back and brought out Koshary tea and a plate of Basbousa. She took a seat, adjusting her dress and smiling at the girl with a motherly look.

"So what brought you here, my dear? My husband and I were friends with some locals when we moved here to open our little shop. But you are so young and do not appear to be married so I am curious," she smiled again. She didn't want to appear rude but she did worry about so young a child being here.

"Ah do ignore me, I sometimes forget young ladies are more modern than some of us were raised. I would think my mother would faint if I had attempted such as you have. But I am glad to see a familiar face and hear the language again. You are always welcome to come back here, we always have a good pot of tea on," she smiled with a friendly almost motherly look before sipping her tea.

L.A. finally wandered back over, taking the offered tea and the seat next to Riley. She took a sip before smiling to the woman, "So have you been talking her ear off, Ms. Radash? Shall I pick it up off the floor?"

"Oh you be quiet!" she shook her finger at the woman but in a good natured way, "Don't listen to Lenore, she is full of stories."

"Oh yes, and ones that would that would make you blush," she giggled.

The woman rolled her eyes, "Ah I remember when you were just a small one. Running about the street with strange colors in your golden hair. I still do not approve of this black thing," she motioned to L.A.'s raven locks. She turned to Riley, "She was such a little angel, blond hair and blue eyes. A regular doll. Sometimes I think it's the french in her to be difficult."

L.A. just laughed and finished her tea, "Well if you are done gabbing I'd like to finish showing Riley around. She's never been to the district before."

"Ah yes, well do tell your mother I said hello Lenore."

"Yes ma'am," she nodded to Riley before standing and walking outside to wait for her friend.