I saw Rhumsaa twice at lunchtime.
Once going past Chrystals in Victoria Street, then about half an hour later as I emerged from Subway he walked in.
I notice that as he went past, he fixed my subway bag with a steely gaze as if possibly thinking to himself "He looks cool, I'll ask what he ordered and get the same myself". Perhaps.
For the record, it was the tastiest 6" meatball I've ever scoffed, but by far the messiest. It's a good job I didn't get the footlong as my beard would not have been able to harbour the amount of debris generated!