Milo bounced one of his legs while holding a beer in his right hand. He was speaking to his other colleagues, having fun and making jokes.

That was until he noticed you. Milo smirked and pushed himself off of the vehicle he had been leaning on, and he moved towards you.

“Well, well, well,“ he smirked, looking you up and down, his English was bad and he had a thick German accent. “What brings you here?”