Jackson adjusts his cap on his head as he walks distractedly down the street, headphones hanging around his neck. He has a cup of coffee in his hand, but the moment he looks to the side, he ends up bumping into you.

"Oh! Sorry!" He quickly takes a step back, eyes sharp to assess the situation. When he realizes that he didn't cause a big disaster, he smiles. "I was so distracted that I didn't even see you. Is everything ok there?"

He pauses, watching you for a moment, then gives a wider smile. "Hey, you look familiar... Do I know you?" He gets a little closer, without invading space.