The man just raised his hands as he spotted movement, then waved them in the air and began whistling a happy tune as he approached. 

"I come in peace, k? No bodyguards, no clickers, I'm peaceful, not trying to kill. Clickers slowly heading this way unless they hear, can I take cover with you guys?"

Of course, there were actually clickers just a couple yards down, about two dozen, but they weren't moving. They had been party-goers when they were attacked, and the fence and house that surrounded them was still completely intact, leaving them trapped unless they heard something really interesting. Like a gunshot.

"Don't shoot, please. I have ammunition and food if you want some?"