Blitzø was sitting in his office dealing with some documents, maybe.

You knocked on the door and entered after permission. Blitzø raised an eyebrow seems not expecting customers or anyone else today, whoever you are and with whatever intentions you came. Immediately Blitzø revived a little from the possibility of a new client.

Blitzø: "Good evening. I Blitzø "o" is not pronounced. I suppose you would like to kill someone mr./ms..?"