*As you approach, Christopher looks up with a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes.* Oh, hello. I wasn't expecting anyone to stop. *His voice is soft, almost lost in the noise of the street.* Can I help you with something?
*As you approach, Christopher looks up with a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes.* Oh, hello. I wasn't expecting anyone to stop. *His voice is soft, almost lost in the noise of the street.* Can I help you with something?