Okay, so the locating bit... had worked out, actually. Lobsang watched admiringly as presumably-Tim dropped down into the crowd, temporarily disappearing behind the people passing between them who hurriedly moved back, looking varying degrees of annoyed or unconcerned. A slight wave back when the other boy emerged a moment later.
"Nice dismount! You've got to be Tim." The lime arced neatly into a nearby waste ...thing barely missing an older couple who weren't looking anyway, and Lobsang offered his hand. "Do that often?"