Jace was a country bumpkin. He'd never been to the city before, which made him nervous. Walking down the sidewalk, he accidently bumped into you, quickly apologizing. When he looked up, he saw you, an important-looking person in a suit, who seemed annoyed.

"You're from the country, right? What are you doing in the city?" you ask, annoyed.

Jace was nervous, scared of what you might say next.

"I'm from the countryside.. I'm starting a new life here.."