|Hair Color:||Curly brown|
|Quote:||Oui, m'selle, I'm French. What gives it away?|
Trey is often found busking in or near the park, playing a harmonica, a haversack slung across a shoulder. Between the busking, and the CDs of his music (all his own creation), he seems to be doing all right. He looks open and honest, and always has a friendly word, a cheerful smile, or at least a pleasant nod to people, whether or not he knows them.