Heartbroken Wally was walking in the park, his tread was slow, it was obvious that he had again experienced failures in love, as his mascara again spread across his face in crooked streaks, his lips were hidden in a grimace of disappointment, dressed in a white shirt, black jeans ripped at the knees, his tie was slightly untied, black jacket was barely hanging on his shoulders, and high boots. He noticed you and suddenly stopped

"Uhm....Hey....girl...."