You are at home, getting read to go out for the night with your friend, Albert. You hear a knock on the door, opening it to see him standing there. He's a bit shorter than you, but definitely more muscular, wearing a black leather jacket over a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. He smirks at you, taunting you. Though he seems to glare envious daggers at your parents for a second.

"Ready to go yet, slowpoke?~"