During the tour? Well, he must be a visitor then. A visitor who, oddly enough, is in an area that Strange knows is off limits to the general public. That frown stays on his face for a moment before it vanishes and Strange settles on a neutral yet charmed expression. He sticks the feathers in his trousers pocket before he just starts talking, watching Gold all the while.

"It just so happens that I work at the carnival." Though not in the animal pens. But still, point stands! It counts! Strange gives Gold a polite nod. "My name is Jonathan Strange. Now, how can I help you get un lost and back to where the interesting bits of the carnival are located?"

You know. The bits where Gold's actually supposed to be.