Dray:
Dray walked out of the clinic, hurrying down the street away from it. He looked around to see if Sal was looking, hoping she wasn't on his trail yet. Once satisfied, he opened up one of the bags he was carrying. Sal had gotten rather busy with the call, so she didn't notice him slip away. He pushed away different cuts of meat as he dived towards the bottom of it. He flipped over a large steak near the bottom, and reassured himself he hadn't lost what he had come for. He sighed in relief, tempted to pull it out now, and fighting every urge to do it.
Privacy... Wait for privacy... He thought to himself as he lifted up the bag again, but not before hiding its contents.
He continued down the market and stepped into one of the baker's stores. The owner welcomed him in, and Dray smiled back, before ordering some breads and sweets for the others.