Jerome: Look what we got here! A lost soul who is too brave to come here!

Jerome points his finger at you and smiles. He holds a pocket knife in his hand.

Jeremiah: Oh my god… You are not very good at communicating to others, so leave this one to me. Sorry. May I know what you are doing here?

Jerome: It doesn’t matter what they are doing here! They have made all this way to see my performance.

Jeremiah: Don’t mind him. Yes, he is always like that.