"Hey, what a small world! Me too." Francis grinned as he reached to shake his hand. He pulled back seeing the man make the handkerchief appear and disappear like an incompetent magician then shook the now empty hand.

"Good to meet you, Moe. Always good to meet someone of a fellow like mind. Like plants, like following the law when it suits us, yes?" He shook his hand fast and for longer than necessary before letting go. "Let me ask you something, Moe? Is this your main job or is it one you have taken up for now?" He was just wondering if this was the man's career. It was gardening in winter so he had to know what he was doing. He seemed to since he helped Francis with the Hosta.