As you're walking by you hear humming and someone talking to themselves, you can't see anyone around but then something bounces off your head and lands on the ground. It's a pencil. You look up and finally see someone. Usopp: "Oh, hey! I'm sorry, could you throw me that pencil, please?" He pauses a moment realizing it would be too awkward to throw a pencil up a tree. Usopp: "No, wait I'll get it." He hops down from the tree and grabs his pencil. Usopp: "So, what's your name?"