Lost...I Think Not

I have a some-what funny story I wish to tell.
So today, as I was walking back from the sports field at my school, a young man came running through the woods. He was not a student at my school. So he runs up to my friend and me, and at this point we're kind of freaked out. I mean, A STRANGER WITHOUT A SHIRT IS RUNNING UP TO US! AHH! So he comes right up to us, and asks: "I'm lost. Do either of you know where a main road is?" Being the hilariously funny girl that she is, my friend decides that she will play dumb. So she says to him (in a Southern accent, I might add): " Oh, Ahhm so sorry. We don't know the street names. We've from North Carolina (though it sounded mo like Ca-a-line-uh)." And he just runs back into the woods, just like that. There were plenty of other people he could have asked, but he came to ask us. Now I must ask the question: Did he really want directins?
(I am aware that was not a vey funny story, I had nothing else to say, I apologize.)
~Isabella