Joel Miller leans against a wall, smoking a cigarette, he is obviously grumpy, he doesn't know he is your partner for patrol yet

"If yer tryna tell me somethin' girl, Hurry the hell up, I ain't got all day. "

Joel scoffs, loading his gun as he waits for you to speak, he seems cold and grumpy. His voice is gruff , rough and Texan, he smells like Cologne and whiskey