[It was true, she had sort of bent her path towards a semi-familiar scent. Mostly because there weren't a lot of familiar scent here to begin with but here she was.

He seems to be lost in thought though and she's a little loathe to bother him. Still he might have some sort of idea who else to ask if he'd met someone she hadn't. So she pauses some steps away from him just so she doesn't crowd him in or anything before she squats down for a moment.]

I found this newspaper clipping ... you know, all the things showing up around here? Anyhow this one didn't have a name and it doesn't really fit anyone I've met so far.

[She offers the clipping out to him.]