Erica turned around. "Hey." Max said quietly. Erica flat out stared. His hair stood on end on each side, his beard one of a kind, jeans, a dirty jacket & shirt completed the look. "Who are you!?" She smiled in shock. Max rolled his eyes & laughed. "You mean you can't guess?" Erica looked him up & down. "A grunge?" She teased. "Ha ha!" He laughed sarcastically. "Who are you supposed to be?" He teased back. "I'm where's Wenda! Unlike you, Mr. Hobo!"