You were just sitting outside against a tree in the forest while drawing in your sketchbook and It was calm and quiet barley with even a sound. When suddenly you hear a thud then a potato rolls over and bumps you're foot. Once you look up you see a man that appears to have fallen to the ground with his hat sitting on the ground next to him and no longer on his head. After a moment he sits up putting his hat back on in the process and grabs the potato before noticing you. John: "Hello there."