The sight was somewhat odd to you, and made you curious. A part of you wanted to go check on Barry, but when you heard the bus approaching. Before you could think, you felt a nice paw on your shoulder, "Better get ready son. You'll miss the bus."
You look over to see a man in his 70's. He wore a brown button shirt with a grey vest on top. He had on black rimed spectacles that complimented his piercing brown eyes. His double chin lay comfortably on his body with his white hair shining. To top it all off, he had a nice round belly perched on his hips. Nothing like your father, but enough to make you eager to have it on you.
"You are right. The fog is getting a bit difficult to walk around here."
The man smiled as he followed you on the bus, which was rather empty. You both sat across from each other.
The man smiled at you, "Are you (IYNH)?"
"Yes, I am. How do you know?"
The man chuckled, "I know your father very well. Showed me photos of you at one of our meetings. Great man he is. My name is Henry by the way," The old man shook your hand.
"Glad to meet you." you answer wondering what club your father met him at and why he's so interested in you.
"So, what brings you out here in this fog? You certainly had to walk far?"
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