The small-statured man was crouched over a chess board, his face a dark silhouette. He was clearly struggling to think of a move to counter his opponent.... himself.

Come on, John, you can do this... He was about to make a move when he heard you approach and perked his head up to look at you. Not that you could tell.

Ah... hello there! Were you, perchance, drawn to John due to his clever moves? They were quite simple, really...! As the man rambled on, you couldn't help but inquire.