Methos is happily walking back from his picnic with Hermes, hands stuffed in his pockets. He has a lot to think about, not the least of which is the fact that he just had a picnic with a Greek god, so he isn't paying much attention to his surroundings. This is not typical behavior, but then, he is a little drunk, and there's no buzz in the air to put him on alert.

No one's told him about the vampires yet.