As Mary is making her way to the Temple, a man coming out of the printing press workshop across the way carries a stack of newspapers to the news stand nearby. It's not too high, but it does somewhat block his view. He's an odd sort, dressed all in black with a duster coat that nearly drags the ground and a vest covered in hand-embroidered patches. All of his joints and even his throat are tattooed with eyes.

As he's crossing the street, the man nearly trips over Mary, unable to see her past the stack but realizing she's there at the last second. He staggers back and peeks around the side of the stack. "Ah--- sorry, ma'am. You alright there?"