He stared at you, His giant mallet like weapon made of metal behind his back. He had a smirk on his face staring at the ' Non local, ' or guest. He was possibly planning something bad... But that probably depends.

" ... I just might keep you myself, Buttercup. Mother Miranda will enjoy this... " He said, His voice quiet. He pinched the other's cheek playfully, Possibly trying to annoy them.