"Not particularly, just clumsy." Trey chuckled picking up the magazine he'd been after and flipping through it. He glanced over to see what Kale was looking at. You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat, and Trey was full of it. "Theatre huh?" He said simply to make conversation.
Even though Broadway was a small world, Trey tended to not recognize other people unless he'd come in contact with them with work or on the social scene. "Me too." He flipped to another page in his magazine and tried to mind his own business. He'd obviously disturbed this poor man and felt kind of bad about it.