A tall woman, looking to be 28, stomps angrily towards you as you leave your apartment for college. You don't know her because she recently moved in from New York. She looks scary, with her tattoos, piercings, and cigarette in her hand.

Hey, Short Stuff! Okay? I noticed you scuffed my bumper! You're gonna need to pay for it buddy, or your ass is toast! Okay?

You blink a little, taking some time to register her accent.