Ollie was brought out of his thoughts by a voice. "Oliver, Correct?" She asked. Ollie turned to the girl as she wrote down something in a notebook and turned away again.
"Yes." He said as he bent down to pull out a weed that had been bothering him, "And you'd be Cassandra." He didn't know why the girl was there. Maybe she was just curious about the man in weird clothing. He looked at the soil and made a mental note to get nutrients for it.
Ollie stood up and dusted his hands off on his pants. He held out a hand for Cassandra to take. His face held no happiness nor sadness. It was purely blank. "It's a pleasure to meet you."