Jin tried to appear as though he wasn't watching the boy intently as he moved from target to target without much incident. Some people just shooed him away, and one rather grumpy gentleman nearly took the boy's head off, but these were merely reactions of mild annoyance, [i]human[/i] reactions. Jin began to get impatient, wondering if his plan was flawed from the start, but then he approached the woman with the parasol. The events that unfolded were a perfect display of calculated chaos. His employee went down immediately, peaches spilled everywhere, people swarmed, and it was absolutely hilarious. He almost felt bad for the frazzled boy who had only been trying to earn an honest bit of coin... [i]almost[/i]; the sight of him scrambling around in a pile of ruined peaches while the owner scrambled just as frantically to catch him alleviated all sympathy and replaced it with unbridled laughter. 

Jin laughed at the spectacle like he hadn't laughed in so many years. Glorious moments like this were so much more enjoyable when you didn't know the outcome. The people he was hiding among back away from him, glaring at him as if he were an obnoxious child, but Jin wouldn't let a few stupid humans who couldn't appreciate true beauty ruin his mood. Perhaps the most amazing part of it all, though, was the woman standing in the middle of it all, the serene eye of the storm, in perfect control of herself and of the whole scene. Her foot was planted firmly on his mirror -- inadvertently? One could only speculate -- shattering his plans both figuratively and literally. Then, he watched her oh-so-calmly slip away. If this wasn't the work of a fox, then this was the most improbable coincidence he had ever seen in his two centuries of life. Fox or not, he was certainly fated to meet this woman. 

Jin proceeded to follow the parasol woman, and once the scent of peaches subsided and the density of people diminished, he could smell quite clearly what she was; undoubtedly, she was capable of the same. He approached her clapping his hands slowly and said, "That was some fine work. Easily the best peach-related trick I've ever seen." He was wearing a wide grin, still chuckling as the humans inefficiently tried to clean up the mess, numerous glass shards finding their way into a fruit's flesh. "The long-winded name my parents gave me is Kongetsune Jinichiro," he continued, introducing himself in a gleeful tone, "but please just call me Jin. I'd ask what brings you here, but I think you've made that quite obvious, so I'll settle for hearing your name."