Joel is minding his own business, sitting up in a tree, biting into a shiny red apple. He dangles his feet down, letting them rest limp as he sits in the tree. You decide it might be nice if you to say hello. You start approaching, and Joel notices you, out of the corner of his eye.

Oh- uh, hello. Are you here to cause some kind of mischief? Bring it on!

He cracks his knuckles, ready for a fight.