Daryl was distracted by the little girl in his arms, somewhere around four and finally starting to use the many words she'd been learning the past month as he walked her slowly down a street filled with people and bright, colorful shops. She was pointing at things and asking what they were. Waiting all of half a second for his answer before picking something new.

All in all, he made a perfect target. Save for that little girl in his arms who caught sight of Ghoul just before the sticker was supposed to land and she pointed behind him and asked "What's that?". All with enough time for Daryl to turn and get a good look at the jerk right as the sticker got stuck to his sleeve.

"An asshole," Daryl answered flatly.