Alec
'Oh, oh hey.' Alec replies, pushing the lid all the back with his snout, 'Didn't see you there. Say you wouldn't happen to know what time it is, afternoon, morning? Or where I could find some grub?' He places two paws on the side, and pulls himself from the depth of the dumpster, 'Well besides the grub in here. Week old pizza? I get it, beggars can't be choosers, but yuck. The name's Alec by the way.'