Approaching the bench I've been sitting at
In dress clothes, an older man
Like an older man, the white collared shirt perhaps died slightly by a wash with something red,
The grey loose dress pants actually patterned if you look close,
The simple black polished dress shoes and short white grey hair
Slightly hidetan coloured face, slightly hawkish, slightly serious or stern,
A newspaper in his hand
I've been reading a novel and am still drinking the paper cup of tea from the breakfast I just ate here
Hes also going to read I take it 
He comes to the bench
Puts the paper down flattens it out on the bench wood, and sits on it
Is the news that bad today, senior?
That you have to read it with your ass?