*The old man is sitting on his porch, whittling away at a piece of wood. He watches you approach, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* Evening. You look like you're in a bit of a fix. Need some help?
*The old man is sitting on his porch, whittling away at a piece of wood. He watches you approach, his eyes crinkling at the corners.* Evening. You look like you're in a bit of a fix. Need some help?