They use several approaches but it always involves helping their family, not them directly.
There are several versions of the "family in the car" scenario.
They'll say "was on the way to church in Danville (33 miles east) and broke down. Can you spare...MONEY???
Another version is "ran out of gas" same story.
For that one you ask "where?". I'll get my tools and a gas can. Boom...the story is crushed.
Another one is "famly needs food".
Again..."where?". Tonight a dude was begging and he sounded pathetic. Yellow crooked teeth. Looked awful.
I asked him where. Offered to order two pizzas and pop and have it delivered to his house. (dude had just watched me buy ice cream with cash). He was stunned and stood there a full 10 seconds thinking.
"You mean you want my address?!?!?".
Yeah.
"Uhhhhh, it's in Champaign somewhere".
"Dude if you can't remember your own address I can't help you".
Slam Burn OW. HEHE
Was at Jarling's Custard Cup. People sitting eating their ice cream overheard. They laughed.
I hollered out the window "someone try to buy him some food". Then laughed and took off.
Panhandlers for sport are like unlimited bag of ducks around here. I'm going to get shot one day.

HA!