Leonard pulled up to a parking space specifically reserved for motorcycles and slowed to a stop. Without removing his helmet, he spotted Blue on a park bench nearby with a rather pathetic looking middle-aged man. No signs of a struggle, nobody in any danger, and the atmosphere didn't come off as the least bit serious, so Leonard concluded that this man was not, at least in this moment, a threat. Perhaps he had no malice at all. Either way, he needed to further assess the situation and walked forward.

Once he stood a few feet in front of the duo, Leonard lifted the visor on his helmet so that only his eyes would show. [color=gold]"Salutations, esteemed partner. I see you have made a new acquaintance."[/color] He held out his leather-gloved hand to the older man. [color=gold]"Leonard Skinner, at your service."[/color] Just in case, he didn't want this man to see his face, plus the helmet served as an intimidation tool. There was always the possibility this man was playing Blue, wasn't actually as passive as he seemed to be in this moment. Until Leonard had a stronger grasp of the situation at hand, he wanted to be ready.