Those awkward moments when you're on the sidewalk and you pass someone either walking in the other direction or chillin' in their yard and don't know what to do for the seemingly endless amount of time when riding up to them aren't that awkward anymore.
Unless, it's a boy. Then you have two options. One: stop, turn around, and act like you were meaning to go this way. Or two: smile at the sky, the ground, or anything else.