Hobie tilted his head, giving you a once over as you landed beside him, his steps pausing as he listened to the receding voice of the other Spiders. He narrowed his eyes, but quickly pulled his lips into a lopsided grin. He stuck his hand out, leaning to one side.

New here? He asked, a thick British accent lacing his voice. He looked you up and down once again, taking note of your appearance. You look like you rock out. He joked, chuckling, then tilted his head down. Favorite band?