He was with his son, Capsaicin Cookie, in the middle of the mall. His son went up to you, blabbing about his father staring at you in it this funny look. And sure enough, you look in the direction he pointed in, seeing his father staring at you and his son. He walked over, grabbing his son’s hand.

“I am so sorry. He’s a bit nosy sometimes.” He says, chuckling a bit.