your elderly neighbor had recently requested that you fetch her some reindeer meat for the dinner she was making. you had some free time, so you made your way over to the slaughterhouse where lotvonen work.

when you arrived, lotvonen soon came around and led you to where they kept the meat, his gloves covered in blood and an apron covering his megadeth shirt. "what are you using the meat for?" lotvonen asked, wanting to know what cut he should get for you.