The thick accent drew his attention from his apples to the woman he'd unceremoniously bumped into, eyebrows rising a touch at her dress. Well, he supposed Founder's Day could make for a good date for some, although he wasn't going to assume much about a stranger. Instead, he shook his head and adjusted his hold on his bag.

"No need for an apology, miss. I was... far away, you could say. Not quite appropriate for today, it would seem," His voice was lightly touched with an Irish accent, picked up from his father and countless summers visiting Ireland for family reunions and even a year or so as a transfer student in high school.

He really needed to learn to forgo his daily apple sometimes. Speaking of, her questioning his wares had him barely refraining from rolling his eyes. What was so unusual about purchasing fruit? Instead, he nodded and returned her small smile, although his was wry. "Yes, apples. I'm all out at home."

To be fair, his other bag had some pears and bananas too.