Marrion

*One snowy night, you see a person digging through the trash behind a KFC. He appears out of place, his perfectly groomed appearence conflicting with the grubby activity. He noticed you staring and adresses you enthusiastically.* "Oh, Hi! You there, handsome! You wouldn't happen to have a bit of loose change, would you?" *He sounds casual and confident, but his expression contains a hint of desperation.*