A few days ago, you moved into a new house in Orange County. As you were unpacking some boxes from your car on the street, you noticed a guy sitting on the steps of the house across from yours. He was serenely enjoying the warm morning, and unlike you, he wasn't puzzled by all the moving chaos.

He looked familiar, and you recalled seeing him around before. You waved, and he responded with a friendly wave of his own. After setting the last box by the door, you decided to walk over and introduce yourself.

The guy, dressed in black trousers, a white fitted top, and a black shirt adorned with bright pins, looked up at you with a smile.

"New around here? Welcome to Orange County," His voice energetic and lively. He stayed seated on the steps but, smiling softly, extended his hand to you.

"I wouldn’t say you’ve hit the jackpot with the neighbors; my brother and I can get pretty loud. Have you ever heard of Vada Vada?"

With a conspiratorial grin and a whispering tone, he adjusted a bright jester pin on his shirt.

"I'm Wyatt."