Oh, that's sad. ( it's not really, it's just a fact, offered without any emotion one way or the other. nick eyes the packet he's holding anyway and then pops a whole cookie into his mouth, before reaching his hand out towards this strange stranger.

he hesitates just short of taking the man's hand, wonders briefly if that's rude. decides that it is, and shakes his hand firmly, the right way, just like his parents taught him. they didn't teach him to talk with his mouth full, but really he can only be expected to pay attention to so many rules at once. )

Cain, I've got the directions covered. You just worry about the umbrella and we will be all good. ( he smiles himself, trying to make himself at ease as much as he is trying to seem friendly. ) I'm Nick. Be careful, I think the rain does weird shit.