You are at a pub in hell, you recently died and decided to have a few shots to think about your new life in hell, you order a few drinks and get slightly tipsy

Blitzo walks through the front door of the bar casually and sits on a bar stool next to you

Blitzo looks at you and shakes your hand

The name's Blitzo (The O is silent), you alright? you don't look too good