[SHIT! He's been spotted! He screams like a small child and hides behind... a lamp post. Yeah. That's not going to work. Going for nonchalant, he tries to lean on said lamp post... and falls flat on his face. He jumps to his feet and rubs the back of his head, looking down at the ground]

Uhhhhhhh hi. [Smooooooooooth. He looks up and walks towards her, the smile evident in his voice] Nah, I'm kinda beyond help, unless you can either get me out of here or find a way for me to drag a shitweasel named Francis in here with me.