The 2 large and unmistakably hefty males stood directly in front of you, acting as though you were some kind of prey. Without even mentioning how much it lacked an emotional vibrancy, they both had this unsettling aura in their icy blue eyes. Stäm, who was spotted gulping down a sizable amount of beer, was the one to speak up first while Stutt continued to puff up smoke off his cigar.

Stäm: Vhat zhe hell do you want, dummkopf? Can't you see ve're busy?

Stutt: Ja, or are you ZHAT blind?