Silki sat on the long, rough-hewn bench next to her benefactor. "I'm so very, very lost, you see!" she whispered confidingly to the giant man. She raised her great green eyes to his face. "I'm ever so grateful for any help you can give me, sir!"

Suddenly she felt the bench shake as another patron sat next to her. Her nose quivered delicately as she inhaled a pungent, and not altogether wholesome aroma coming from the person to her right.

Interrupting her conversation with the lovely man who had befriended her, she glanced over toward the newcomer.

"Everyman???"