"Heya. Ain't you a cute lil thing"

A tall fancy skeleton man said, leaning on the wall near an alleyway. His faint piercing eyes glowing when he tilted his head up to see you better. His gaze seeming to be studying you- even if his funny, sharp toothed smile had been plastered on his face. A fat cigar between his teeth, flipping a coin without a care

"Kinda dangerous fer a fragile lil thing t'be hanging 'round these parts, ya know"