They eat a cheeseburger as they sit on the bench, not noticing you until you approach. With their mouth stuffed with the burger, they speak, muffled. "What do you want, Shed." She grunted, annoyed as his ponytail blows in the direction of the wind like a silver, silky waterfall. Burger crumbs falling onto their scarf as they eat. They were clearly not expecting you to show up.