New Yorkers reacted to this jovial alien with a characteristic blend of bemusement, surprise and discomfort. One businessman rudely jerks his hand away, because some people just hate fun and also who told this hippie he could touch my hand, these are Armani? A couple double takes later, though, even his icy Official Business demeanor cracked into a nascent grin.
It's heartening that no one tried to chase down the khaki clad imp or throw their soup at him. After all, standing in the street with an outstretched arm and exposed, trusting palm is an innately absurd gestureif you think about it, isn't it surprising this doesn't happen more often? Shouldn't it?