Murdock was perched in front of a garbage can, dressed in his trademark leather jacket with a self-made emblem of the Tiger Force on the back, T-shirt wit a witty quote, and as usual, a baseball cap to cover up his balding head. And what he was doing, could definitely be considered as quirky.
Murdock looked up to the greeting, knitted his brow in confusion at the man and finally held up two pieces of garbage to him. "I just can't decide if this garbage can wants to eat newspaper, or metal. He might be a vegetarian, but he also might be an ironovore. Yes, I just made up that word, but it's good, innit?"
"But ... Howling Mad Murdock, at your service. I feed hungry garbage cans, because someone needs to feed them." He said in his usual rapid, fluid style of speech.