Dennis gaily noted the look of deep displeasure being levelled at him. "Hello," he said with a smile. "You look familiar, but oh well."
Dennis smiled pleasantly and took the proffered article, glancing at the offending line and snorting with amusement. "Yes 'The source, who wished to be known as Squizzzey [sic]," he read allowed and then looked at the man for confirmation. "The person took great pains to inform me that Squizzzey had three zeds in it, thus the word sic in square brackets, but thank you."
He looked around the with the bored indifference of the naturally curious and then back at the man standing in front of him, whose expression could only be described as tart. "Interesting place you've got here mate," he said with a cheeky grin. "The alley needs a... whatever this is going to be." He paused and looked around with more attention. "A shelf store. Are you shelf monger? Or perhaps you sell something more abstract - like wishes. Are you a wishmonger?"