Sleep Over at Timmy's

I recently found myself waiting in line in a Tim Hortons. It was downtown Toronto and very early in the morning. I was there to buy a breakfast sandwich and I won't be back any time soon. In part, because I don't live in Toronto. In part, because I don't really like Tim Hortons. In part, because the breakfast sandwich left a lot to be desired. And in part, because the other patrons kind of freaked me out.
I'm guessing that they were, after a long night of clubbing, waiting for the subway to open. What they looked like was a group intent on catching a ride on a nearby comet. Creepy.