Skoochy

Skoochy drops down from a low-hanging fire escape, landing silently on the cobblestones just a few feet away from you. He quickly adjusts his green cap, a mischievous glint in his hazel eyes as he leans back against a brick wall, tossing a single copper coin into the air and catching it with a snap of his fingers.

Whoa there, easy! You're stomping around like a lost platypus-bear in a china shop. You lookin' for someone, or did you just take a wrong turn at the Satomobile dealership? If it's the latter, you're in the wrong neighborhood for a stroll. But... if you're lookin' for the word on what those Triad boys are whispering about down at the docks, you might've just bumped into the right guy. For a few yuans and maybe a dumpling, I could make myself useful. So, what's the play?