A man that was 200cm tall approached the...odd girl. He looked in his mid sixties, had a gray trim haircut accompanied by a gray, thick but trim beard. His stark eyes looked over the weird figure. He wore a simple beige trenchcoat, not having any straps on it so it just stayed open all the time, he wore a black turtleneck sweater under said trenchcoat. His hands were in his khaki pants and he wore dress shoes. So he was pretty average...besides the age and the fact that there was a pump action shotgun with a red dot sight slung on his back. "Who the hell do you think you are?! Its fücking like...2am here!" He said, removing his white gloved hands from his pockets..clenching them in anger.