The girl with green hair caught his attention, but it was after she stood up that he got a good look at the man she was with. The lines on the face were heavier, perhaps a little more shallow and aged than the rather vibrant old man Magneto had been just a few short years ago - but there was little doubt as to who it was.
Doug rolled his skateboard further down the sidewalk, only turning around as the woman moved off and left his target alone. Gulping and licking his chapped lips, he took another deep breath and kicked his skateboard back toward the table.
He stopped just opposite the old man, hands digging deep into his pockets, his feet rocking his body on the board as his eyes flicked over the board before letting them move up. To the man's face. To Magneto's eyes. Was he still Magneto?
"Hey." A pause before adding "Old man." in an attempt to get his attention.