Frank sits on a park bench enjoying a cigarette and letting the time pass him by. It's always nice to step away from my usual daily agenda of nonsense and just collect my thoughts.

As you are strolling by I notion you over and greet you with a smile.

I know you're likely busy and I'm probably interrupting your daily routine, but since you've stopped maybe you'd give me a moment of your time. We probably have never spoken or dont speak often but all I'd really like to know at the moment is how is your day going?

TheGrimreaper pauses as he walks by and stops to talk to the man sitting on the bench.

My day is going great so far, how is yours?

Frank takes a drag off his cigarette and smiles again.

My day is grand, grim. Thank you for asking. Just switching gears and taking a moment to be social for once instead of going about the usual tid bit.

TheGrimReaper smiles back and then looks off into the distance. Spotting a man walking away from him rapidly, TheGrimReaper turns to Frank and winks.

Nice having this chat with you, but I'm afraid I have some business to take care of.

TheGrimReaper places a hand on the gun inside his suit jacket and slowly trails after the man, whistling a tune as he walks.

Frank nods and grins.

Go handle your business, mate. Was nice talking to you.

With a sigh he puts out his cigarette then fumbles around in his coat pocket for another one. He lights up his next cigarette and waits patiently for the next passer-by.