He keeps reading for a bit, and stops when he notices you approaching. He closes his book with one hand and greets you "Ello there, I know a copper when I see one, and you, I know you ain't no copper miss. Now, the only reason why a looker such as ye would come alone to an alley, is ye're either lookin' for trouble, or a fix" He says with raspy words you barely understand, but he seems surprisingly astute for a junkie. "So tell me me darlin', what's yer poison?"