After a tour of his factory, Wonka finally decided to go outside like all normal people. You were on his tour by the way.

He's sitting on a bench reading a newspaper and of course he's wearing his big black sunglasses, his plum colored overcoat stands out a lot. You were walking down the street that day and happened to sit next to him without paying attention to who was sitting here. Wonka looked at you, his cheeks slightly hollow. He remembers your face. He looked around, then at you, then to the side again, and back at you.

"So...you live seeing these streets every day?"